The First Time I Made Dinner

Monday, Jan. 26- He walked me home from class and I warmed his hand by clasping mine over his. I told him I owed him a dinner so I invited him over. We cooked chicken and pesto with corn. I noticed that I love the way he dresses: that day he wore a collared shirt under a sweater and a corduroy jacket with some jeans and his professor glasses. It’s hard for me to take it slow because I know that I want to date him, but friendship is a good basis, I’ve waited such a long time, what’s a little more?, and I need him to be ready to date again.