The man regarded his reflection in the mirror.
Not bad, he though, allowing himself a foolish grin, Not bad at all.
He triple-checked to make sure that his shirt was buttoned correctly and that his fly was closed, then ran a hand through his hair until it looked just right. Everything had to be perfect because tonight was THE night.
A date.
His flesh tingled at the mere thought of it. A date with the most beautiful woman he'd ever known. Guys like him didn't get women like her normally, but after years of waiting patiently, he had and tonight would be their night.
Banishing the tiny voice in his head that reminded him that dating someone he worked beside day in and day out was a bad idea, he consulted his watch. Fifteen minutes remained until he had to leave.
What will it be like? He wondered, pacing the floor.
Would they hold hands? Kiss? Make love?
For all of the thousands of times he had imagined what it would be like to take her out, he still felt like a nervous kid before the prom.
Would she even like what he had planned?
It was kind of a corny thing but given all that he'd been silently gathering about her over the years, he was fairly confident that she'd love it. The only thing he was sure of- the one thing that frightened him above all else- was that nothing would be the same after tonight.
If it was a flop, they would still have to work together come Monday morning and things could get awkward fast. If it was a hit, though, they'd have to figure out what the next step would be and how to tell the rest of the team. Sink or soar, they were putting their entire relationship so far on the line.
It'll be worth it, he told himself as he headed out, Everything will be worth it.
And with that he took off into the night.
Who is the man?
Who is his date?
What will they do?
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