I went to his place the following weekend to pay him a visit. I never knew he could cook. He fixed a meal for me and I really enjoyed it. I packed the dishes from the dining hall to the kitchen. He tagged along and we washed the dishes together.
“Daniella!” He called out.
“Yes!” I answered, while arranging the plates into the plate racks.
“I’d like us to step up our friendship,” he said.
“Step up our friendship!? How?” I asked.
“Daniella, I like you so much. You know I really do and we really connect well. I already know you are not in any relationship, so can you please give us a chance and let’s see how things go from here?”
I just stood there, starring at him.
“Daniella, say something!”
“I can’t date you.”
“Why?”
“I don’t like you.”
“You are joking right?”
“No, I’m not,” I said sternly.
“Daniella!”
“I’m in!” I said smiling.
“Thank you,” he said. He hugged and kissed me on the forehead.
“One more thing, Daniella. I don’t believe in pre-marital sex. I don’t know if you share my view,” he said.
“It’s a lie. I can’t believe my ears. Did I hear him right?” I thought to myself.
“Did I hear you right?”
“What is it? don’t…”
I interrupted him, “I can’t believe these words are coming from a guy who lived all his life in America.”
“Let’s just say my grandma raised me well. She thought me the ways of God and groomed me to be the man that I am today.”
“You and your ex girlfriend never got physical?” I asked.
“Yes! She’s celibate, although not for religious reasons,” he explained.
“I finally got what I ever wanted, a guy who won’t pressure me into having sex,” I said to myself.
“Seriously, I’m still surprised,” I voiced out.
“Really!? Sex is not love. If sex is love, then prostitutes would be in love with all their clients.”
“Hmm! I’ve made quite a number of mistakes in the past and you’ve given me the opportunity to make things right again. So I’m game.”
“Good.”
"Thanks Daniel. God bless the day I met you.”
“Meaning we are officially dating right?”
“Yes we are,” I replied and we hugged each other.
I wish I’ve met this kind of guy earlier, maybe I would still be a virgin by now. But there are certain things we can't take back, one of them is the loss of virginity.
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Oo my god! I really love this novel i feel like hugging danielle
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i love this story.I need more interesting story for this writer.
Interesting. I love the introduction
Next episode please...
This is the first story I read on this side and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I really loved the happy ending
Best story ever!