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name to the
hostess. There was a ten minute wait for a table, so we found a small unoccupied
bench and sat down to wait. I felt his thigh pressing against mine and I swallowed
nervously, my throat suddenly dry. He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling
me closer to him.
    Good grief, if he
tries to get any closer I’ll be sitting in his lap. I smiled sweetly and promptly removed his
hand from my waist, setting it down on his leg. I patted it twice and smiled
again. He eyed me with a cocky grin before shrugging his shoulders. I laughed
at his attempt to play innocent. I knew he understood why I did it. I was so
not ready to be touched like that.
      Seth’s name was
called, and we made our way to the table. I pulled out my chair and sat as he
took the seat across from me. Thank goodness we have the table between us. I
don’t think I could concentrate to eat or even speak with him plastered to my
side.
    After we placed our
orders, he began to ask about the football game. Did I like it, did I see him,
and did Hallie fill me in on what was going on? I gave him the play by play of
the night from my perspective and told him I was surprised that he didn’t hear
me yell for him. He seemed impressed by my newfound knowledge and said he was glad
that I’d become his personal cheerleader.
    When our food
arrived, we both dug in. He ate with gusto because he was hungry from all the
running. Me, I just loved food and wasn’t embarrassed to eat in front of
anyone. I glanced up between bites of enchilada to find his eyes on me.
      “You’re not really
like other girls I know,” he stated, his face unreadable.
    I paused, the fork
halfway to my mouth. “What do you mean?” I asked hesitantly. I set the fork
down, my appetite gone, as I waited for his reply. Oh great, here it comes.
He thinks I’m a total dork.
      “I’ve watched you
for a while and noticed a few things. Like right now, most girls order a salad
on a date and pick at it like they aren’t interested in food. Not you, you
order an enchilada and eat it like you enjoy it. You don’t pretend like some of
the other girls at school. They seem so fake and shallow with all their
giggling and hair tossing. It gets old quick. I’ve never seen you at a party or
even with a guy, at school or anywhere. That tells me how different you really
are from those other girls. Your dad was telling the truth when he said you are
sweet and innocent, and I like that...I like you,” he said, smiling sincerely.
      His words stunned
me. Is he saying that he likes me for me, not for what I look like? Have I
finally met someone who sees the real me?  
    As he looked into my
eyes, I saw the hesitancy in his, like he was afraid he’d said too much. I took
a deep breath, he liked the real me, great. He was about to see the whole
package. “You’re right. I’m not like those other girls. I love to eat and don’t
think there is anything wrong with that. I don’t go to parties, drink or hang
out with guys. Honestly, I’ve never even had a real boyfriend and this is my
first date. A lot of people may think I’m boring or whatever, but I’m okay with
that, with me. I want to please the Lord with my life and if that makes me
different, I’m glad. I have Hallie, my parents, and a great church family and that’s
enough for me,” I said quickly and noticed his smile fell.
      “That’s all great,
Katie, really. I’m happy that’s how you are. But are you saying there isn’t any
room left in your life for me?” he asked quietly.
     I leaned towards
him, wanting him to understand. “Oh no, that’s not what I meant. I do like you,
Seth- a lot. I just wanted you to know that I’m happy with myself the way I am.”
    Relief flooded his
face and he smiled. “Good, you should be. You seem like an amazing girl, and it
feels great knowing that you like me . So, you’ve really never been on a
date?”
      I smiled shyly and
shook my head. “Do you think I’m a loser?” I asked