And I’m sure today, they all have to do with Isaac.

“Give me a few and I’ll be right over,” Stella continues, just before she heads back to the espresso machine and starts filling orders.

I wander through the tables in the café, spotting Kelsey sitting at one in the back, Sarah sitting across from her with her back to me. I settle into the chair next to Sarah and smile at them, but don’t say a word.

“Aren’t you quiet,” Sarah teases.

I roll my eyes, already on the defensive. “What is there to say?”

“Oh, there’s a lot to say,” Kelsey adds, leaning across the table eagerly. “First of all, what’s going on with you and the blond hottie you were dancing with all night at the reception?”

“We only danced a couple of times.” I shrug, playing it off.

“More than that, but whatever,” Sarah says. “Plus, you two looked pretty cozy sitting at your table.”

“Don’t forget they caught the bouquet and the garter,” Kelsey says. “Talk about fated.”

“We’re not fated,” I say irritably.

“And that kiss!” Sarah fans herself.

I blush.

“There were a couple of kisses,” Kelsey says knowingly. “I saw them. You two were totally into each other.”

My face is on fire. “It was no big deal.”

They both laugh at me and wave dismissive hands while I glare at them, unable to come up with anything else to say.

“Uh huh. Whatever. I’m assuming you like him. Are you going to see him again?” Kelsey asks.

I don’t know how to answer that. Well, I do but should I tell them the truth? Or keep this thing between Isaac and me semi under wraps until I figure out what we’re doing?

Once the reception wound down Saturday night, Isaac walked me out to my car. Gave me a really delicious kiss that had my toes curling in my shoes. He even asked if he could see me again, and like the weak, silly person that I am, of course I agreed.

Why wouldn’t I agree? He made Charlie and Candice’s wedding and reception so pleasant. More than pleasant. I enjoyed his company. I want to know more about him.

But are we moving too fast? Feels like it. I don’t want to jump into another relationship too soon after the last one. I’m wary, as I should be. I don’t need drama in my life. Plus, it’s the busiest time of the year and I don’t have time for a relationship.

I texted with Isaac Sunday off and on throughout the late afternoon into the evening. He had to work in the morning. I was off. We talked long into the night. Long after I crawled into bed. Normally I watch something on Netflix or Hulu or whatever, but not last night. All I wanted to do was talk to Isaac.

Now it’s Monday. Back to normal, back to business. And in the light of day, I’m starting to second guess myself. Second guess this entire potential relationship, or if I can even call it that.