Chapter 217. Is This a Date?

Needless to say, I barely closed my eyes last night. 

I don’t know why I feel so anxious to have dinner with Cal. He never once mentioned this was a date. Not officially, at least. Would I be wrong to assume it is if he didn’t expressly say the word ‘date’? 

In my experience, if a man wants to spend New Year’s Eve with a woman, he probably has romantic intentions.

No matter how polite and respectful Cal is, I don’t believe for a second that this is strictly a business meeting. Or, maybe I’m just thinking about it too deeply.

I’m probably not the type of woman he’s used to dating. I imagine him with someone who has tattoos, piercings, and isn’t afraid to hop on a bar and dance… But the way he looked at me the past few times we came into contact makes me wonder if he might be interested in me, the way he’s constantly orbiting around me, wanting to know more about me…. There’s no way I’m imagining it.

I shake my head and look around. I’ve