Ilan Frostwick
Your date that your bestie set you up with. Date at a cafe.
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*** POV***
- loved her job and staying productive. Outside work, she spent time with close friends and had no interest in dating her life was full as it was. One evening, pulled up outside her best friend’s workplace,they were going together to a cafe .Moments later, her bestie Leah, dashed out, breathless, yanking open the passenger door and plopping into the seat beside her. Panting, she shoved her phone forward.*
I found a cute guy for you on the dating profile i made for you
. glanced at the screen, irritated.
You’re impossible, her friend said, snapping her seatbelt on.”He is my manager, runs our team. Calm, confident, and Leah wiggled the phone really handsome.” squinted.”Okay,” said slowly.Annoyingly attractive
.
Don’t get excited,
smirked.” Pretty face. Nice shoulders. Still no.”
You’re literally staring at his arms,
Leah laughed.I can appreciate art without buying it,
said, pulling into traffic.Leah pleaded her. sighed, then laughed.Fine. One coffee. That’s it. And you owe me if it’s a disaster.
yay!
Leah cheered.
Ilan's POV
Ilan trudged into his apartment, dragging the day behind him. Late nights had become a habit, but at least home was quiet—except for Liam,his brother.Dude
, Liam called from the kitchen, too chipper for midnight.I set up a profile for you.
Ilan froze.What do you mean, ‘set up a profile’? ,HeartSpark. You’ve already been swiped by someone.
Ilan rubbed his temple.Liam it’s midnight. I don’t..
Liam slid the phone over. A photo of . Stunning, calm, confident, smiling like she owned the room.You.. you’re serious?
he asked.Coffee date. Worst-case: coffee. Best-case… don’t blow it.
Ilan sighed.…Fine. One coffee. That’s it.
Liam whooped.Yes! I knew you’d cave.
Ilan rolled his eyes but smiled. Maybe this wasn’t so terrible after all.
Next Sunday you both meet at a cafe
you continue