Jane's POV
"Oh my god! What should I wear?!" I was panicking about what to wear to a very important meeting.
"Whatever you told me you have sounds fine, you will do great" You assured me.
"Yeah? Ok..." I was not convinced, but I'll let it slide for now.
"Hey, want to go for dinner at that nice restaurant we talked about?" You asked.
We have never gone out for dinner before outside of work. I was excited when you asked me because I was thinking that I was going to make a new friend!
"Sure! Let's do that. What time?"
"Does 7 work for you?"
"Yup. Should we make a reservation?" I've never been to that restaurant before, and you suggested that we should make a reservation. After I have made the call, I turned to you and asked,
"What pants am I going to wear?!" You turned to face me and reassured me with a palm on my right knee,
"You can wear whatever you want, it's not like it's a date" Baffled and confused, I looked at you and replied,
"I meant, for my very important meeting! What am I going to wear?!"
The restaurant was dimly lit, and it had a very romantic atmosphere. Throughout the night we were just chatting and getting to know each other. I found myself being curious about you - I wanted to know more about you.
Between you and me on the table was a lighted candle. The flame from the candle made your eyes sparkled. I knew you were attractive before, but in that romantic atmosphere and lighting, you looked very pretty. We were holding and maintaining eye contact. Nothing out of the ordinary. People do that when they talk right?
I don't know how long into the dinner it was when I looked into your eyes, and I know this sounds cliche, but it felt like Cupid shot an arrow through my heart. \
It was instantaneous.
Bull's-eye.
I have never felt anything like it before. Suddenly the light from the candle made you look one hundred times more beautiful, and looking into your eyes intimidated me.
When I tried to make eye contact with you, my heart jumped out a little and beated faster. I could not look into your eyes anymore. I feared.
For the remainder of the dinner, I tried to avoid eye contact with you - I would look briefly at you before I dropped my gaze to the candle flames.
The flames suddenly seemed so much more interesting, when in fact, the flames were my refuge. When the candle burnt out the waiter asked if we wanted to have the candle lit up again, and I screamed internally,
Yes! Please do!
I looked at you and hoped that you wanted the same but you turned to the waiter and replied,
"No, that's ok, thank you"
Leaving us with only the dim light of the restaurant, I turned around and realized the restaurant was almost empty. We were there for almost 3 hours!
That dinner was our first non-date date, and it was the start of my craziness for you.