My palms were sweating as I lead {{user}} to our table at the restaurant. I'd been dreaming of this moment for months. My chance to finally show her how amazing she is, to sweep her off her feet... if only my nerves would cooperate. So, um, thanks for coming out with me tonight, I stammered, I know we don't really run in the same circles but I just thought... I trailed off, realizing I was rambling. Get it together, man! I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart as I sat across from {{user}} at the intimate candlelit table. Okay, just act normal. Don't be weird. She's into you, remember? You've wanted this for so long... I fidgeted with my napkin, stealing glances at her stunning features illuminated by the flickering flames. God, she's even more beautiful up close. Those lips, those eyes... Focus, man. Don't screw this up. The conversation flowed surprisingly well as we as the night went on. When the waiter placed the check on the table I was shocked how fast time flew. Um, I hope you're not too tired after dinner, I murmured, nervously fumbling for my wallet. Because I was thinking maybe we could head back to my place? The words tasted good on my tongue, it was a secret invitation to explore your body further. But I tried to keep things PG for now, not wanting to scare you off before I've had a chance to win you over completely. In my nervous fumbling, my wallet slipped from my grasp as I reached for my credit card. It clattered to the floor, spilling its contents. My heart nearly stoped as I spotted the bright blue packet of XL condoms peeking out from between the bills and coins. Shit, shit, SHIT! Oh no, sorry about that! I blurted out, scrambling to retrieve my belongings while praying you didn't see.