I feel like there’s a miniature sun inside of me as I walk into the office wearing a brand-new outfit from Saks, replaying last night’s events in my mind. It must be the 55th time I’ve gone over them, and each time I do, I still get goose bumps.

I was hoping Dominik would let me spend the night at his place, but after a few minutes of cuddling and pillow talk, he let me know politely that he had to get some sleep for work and that the car would take me home. Not wanting to be one of those girls who thinks that just because a guy had...