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need 😣

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no caption needed🤭

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Do you have a sundress to wear with the sun coming out?

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Definitely! Hopefully I’ll have the chance to dress up in one and take photos :D

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I’ve been antsy all day long—

fingers twitching, heart skipping, overthinking every detail. After weeks of messages, teasing photos, late-night conversations about books and music and deep fantasies, we were finally meeting in person.

The world seemed quieter when I spotted him waiting by the little diner we picked.

His hair was streaked with a bit of grey, his face lined with experience, his eyes catching mine and holding them like I was the most important thing in the world.

My knees felt weak—not because I was scared, but because something about him felt right, like every daydream I’d whispered into my pillow was standing there in front of me.

When we sat across from each other, my leg bounced under the table, nerves bubbling up in my chest and spreading throughout my whole body.

I couldn’t sit still.

My bouncy leg moved close enough to accidentally press my foot—my scuffed low top converse—against his sturdy, well-worn boots.

His eyes softened, and I felt my cheeks flush as I try to fidget my foot away, acting like that didn’t just happen. His laugh was quiet, but it rumbled low in his throat, sending a warmth through me.

“I’m sorry-,” I said, my voice small, my fingers twisting the edge of my sleeve. “I can’t help but be nervous, but I… I like being close! … Like, touching. I don’t dislike your touch… I just-!”

“I know,” he murmured, voice low, reassuring. He reached across the table, his large hand covering mine, thumb tracing lazy circles against my knuckles. “I’m nervous too.”

The earth felt quiet again.

My foot traveled back into pressing against his under the table being fidgety and playful.

Every time his eyes caught mine, every time his lips curved into a smile just for me, I felt giddy all over again.

As we talked, the world around us faded—the clink of silverware, the hum of conversation. It was just me and him, my silly little foot games against his sturdy shoes, my heart racing as his voice wrapped around me, heavily.

And for the first time, I didn’t feel like a silly, nervous girl. I felt cherished. I felt seen.

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me + digital camera😜🙌🏾

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So happy the sun is coming out, which means time for cute shorts and skirts ^ - ^ (not use to showing my body off, go easy on me.)

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If we can’t be silly and nerdy together, we can’t be sexy and kinky together.

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What was the last book you read?

A biography about Alexander Hamilton by Chernow! I didn’t finish it, sadly, because I got lazy :-(( If I’m being honest, the only reason why I began to read it was because it was the main source of inspo for the Hamilton musical.

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I’d melt if my face was cupped and kissed after telling me how cute I am.

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I’m not high maintenance I just require forehead kisses, being held, and to be called pet names at all times