I couldn't wipe the silly smile off of my face the rest of the day. By the end of the day, I was exhausted but happy to have met Tristan again. I was looking forward to my date with him.

I had dinner and went to bed, staying awake, thinking about the heated kiss that I shared with him. The last kiss felt much better than the previous ones and I wondered what it would be like when Tristan made love to me. 'Get a grip over yourself, Amy. You hardly know him now. How can you think of se* so soon?' my mind quickly reminded me. Suddenly my phone...