Nicole Harper
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I went on the date anyway. I’d already made plans with the boy and I couldn’t cancel out of nowhere even if I was tempted to.
Tristan wasn’t particularly happy about it but he couldn’t stop me.
Mike picked me up at seven, looking handsome in a casual button-down and jeans. He smiled when he saw me step out of my apartment complex. It was the kind of warm, easy smile that should have made my stomach flutter. It didn’t. Not the way Tristan’s smirk did at least.
“You look great,” he said, opening the car door for me.
“Thanks,” I replied, forcing a smile as I slid inside. “You too, Mike.”
The drive to the cinema was filled with light conversation. We talked about how his week had been, he told me a funny story about a coworker, and asked questions about my new car. I a
