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strange look. “You don’t drink? Then why are we at a martini bar?”
    “Paige said you liked them. Plus it’s a cool bar and they have a band playing later.”
    The waitress comes back and I order my martini. Aiden orders a sparkling water. I suddenly feel like a drunk.  
    The evening continues and although Aiden is a sweet guy, I decide that he’s just too sweet. He asks me how I’m doing so many times that I consider making up answers so I don’t have to keep saying ‘good’ or ‘fine.’
    Over the course of the evening, the nonstop questions continue. He asks if I’m too cold or too hot. If I like my drink. If I like the bar. If I like the music. And then he asks if he can hold my hand. It’s all too much! When I said I wanted a nice guy, I didn’t want this nice of a guy. He’s driving me crazy!  
    At the end of the evening, he walks me to my car, then stands there. “Would you mind if I gave you a kiss?”  
    I feel like I’m in seventh grade.
    “Um, sure,” I say, afraid to hurt the guy’s feelings. He gives me a quick peck on the lips, then we say goodbye.
    When I get home I lie on the couch, relieved the dates are over. But I’m proud of myself for going on them. Two dates in two nights? That’s a huge deal for me. Okay, maybe I cut the first date a little short, but I showed up, which was a big step.  
    Unfortunately, after just two dates, I’m already losing interest in dating. Getting a few cats is starting to sound like a good idea.

CHAPTER FIVE
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    On Sunday I text both Kayla and Paige to let them know I’ll tell them about my dates Monday at work. Why ruin their weekend with the news that I rejected both of their guys?  
    I spend Sunday afternoon packing up boxes at my dad’s house. Half of my stuff is still stored over there and I have to find some way to fit all of it into the tiny space I now call home.  
    Monday morning, Kayla and Paige are both waiting in my office when I arrive. A box of donuts sits on my desk along with a latte.  
    “What’s all this?” I ask.
    “Paige thought we needed refreshments while you tell us about your dates,” Kayla says. “But from what Matt said, there isn’t much to tell.”
    “Tell me all about Aiden!” Paige squeals before I even sit down. “Every detail.”
    I take a seat at my desk. Kayla’s across from me and Paige is standing next to her, anxiously waiting for what I’m about to say.
    “It didn’t work out. With either of them.” I reach back to turn my computer on.
    Paige grabs my arm. “What do you mean? Aiden said it went great.”
    “He did? That guy just can’t seem to read the signs.” I sigh. “He drove me crazy, Paige. He shot questions at me the whole night. And not just questions about myself. But about everything. Whether I liked my drink. If I liked the atmosphere. If I was hot or cold. I couldn’t take it!”
    “He was being nice. I thought you wanted a nice guy.”
    “That was over-the-top nice. It was annoying. I wanted to strangle him by the end of the night. And then he asked if he could kiss me.”
    “Oooh, bad,” Kayla mumbles.
    Paige huffs. “What’s wrong with that? It’s sweet that he asked. He was being polite.”
    “Maybe other girls like that, but I don’t. If a guy has to ask, then he hasn’t been paying attention all night. A guy should be able to gauge how the night’s going and based on that, either go for the kiss or don’t. But he should never ask.”
    “She’s right, Paige.” Kayla takes a donut from the box. “A guy should just go for it. And if he read your signal’s wrong, you can always get out of the way when you see his lips coming.”
    “Exactly.” I take a sip of my latte.
    Paige crosses her arms over her chest. “You’re being too hard on him. Sometimes you’re hard to figure out, Morgan. He doesn’t even know you. And he can’t read your mind.”
    “I’m just not interested in him, Paige. He’s a really nice guy, but he needs to get some confidence.