This was the first date I’d been on since things ended with JP and I was more than a little nervous. Not only did I feel the ache of JP every time my heart took a beat but he was the only man I’d ever been with seriously so I’d never really “dated.”

I look down at what I’m wearing; a short black dress that hit just above my knees and hugged all my curves underneath my favorite leather jacket and I’d paired it with my classic black Jimmy Choo pumps. I was probably really overdressed for a first date but that’s just me and judging by all the women in the room, I’m the perfect amount of dressed.

“Hi hi hi sorry!” Chloe takes the seat diagonal from me at the four-person square table and presses her cheek to mine and makes a kiss sound. “I changed four times.”

“Why? Are you interested in Parker’s friend now?”

“No, I’m interested in making Trey jealous and I want him to think about me on a date with another man while I’m wearing this.” She turns around for me to see the complete look and she does look hot. A long dark green dress with a slit all the way up her thigh to the point where if she moves a certain way, she may expose something. The dress is a little demurrer up top but still gives a hint of cleavage and she’s wearing her hair up to expose her neck which I’ve learned is Trey’s weakness.

“You’re going to kill him.”

“That’s the point.” She grabs the cosmo that I’d ordered her. “You’re a goddess.” She downs it in one gulp before looking around the room to order another. “How many have you had?”

“This is the first.”

“Okay we need at least one more.”

About fifteen minutes later, Parker and his friend show up and immediately I regret agreeing to the date. I was anxious, slightly buzzed and completely freaking out over the fact that this man was not JP. All I wanted to do was end the date early and go home and stare at pictures of him while I masturbated.

I know, horrible idea.

My eyes fly open as I realize I barely remember that first date. Was it that unmemorable? I blink my eyes several times and sit up in the bathtub trying to rack my brain for the memories of that date. What Parker and I talked about. What we laughed about. I can’t remember much of the specifics. I can barely remember what he wore and I have half of JP’s wardrobe memorized. I remember us being there and then going home and actually using my vibrator while I thought about JP.

Wow.