Adam P.O.V

Jamie holds my hand from across the table. I smile sweetly. I have never been one to care about cold temperature so I don't mind that his skin feels like ice. It doesn't bother me.

He smiles back at me. I think he is a very attractive man, especially for a ghost. I knew there was something odd about him because he seemed a little bit just too perfect, but being a ghost would have never been on my list of possibilities.

Jamie's skin is ice cold and almost looks like porcelain. I'm only holding his hand, but I'm sure that the rest of him is the same way. I am also confused about how we are touching.

'How are we touching? Isn't he supposed to be a ghost? Can ghosts touch things? Can humans touch ghosts if they can see them?'

I can't help but ask out of my curiosity. "Jamie, how are we holding hands right now? I thought that you couldn't touch things or that things couldn't touch you."

He takes a moment to think. "Well, for as long as I can recall those who could see me could always touch me and those who couldn't didn't know of my existence. I suppose it's just something that some people can do and others can't. Although I'm not exactly certain."

'So because I can see Jamie that means I can touch him? That's a bit of a strange rule, but it is a good one I suppose. Phasing through my boyfriend would not be fun.'

After I finish my coffee we leave the cafe and decide to go for a walk through the park. Maria is still at school and I won't have to pick her you for several more hours.

Jamie holds out his arm to me before we walk. I smile and hook my arm with his as we begin to walk. It doesn't occur to me that it might seem a little strange to the people who cannot see him; most people cannot see him so they give me weird glances.

I block out the other people and just walk with Jamie. I don't care if they stare. My personal life is none of their business. I don't have to follow their morals.

We walk on to the bridge that stretches over the pond to watch the ducks. There are small food dispensers that give you a handful of pellets for a quarter, but I assume that probably won't be the best idea. I don't know if Jamie will be able to interact with them.

'The last thing I want is to hand him something that he can't hold or interact with. That would be extremely awkward and I would feel like a terrible boyfriend. That would not be fun for anyone.'

Jamie P.O.V

Adam and I stand on the bridge and watch some of the ducks for a few moments. They are very cute animals. A few of them even waddled up onto the bridge for people to feed. They certainly aren't shy animals.

We continue to walk around the park for a good while. It's obvious to me that Adam is having a good time. I am too. I'm glad that this date has gone well.

'I have never had an actual date before. This one is going along quite nicely. Adam says that this was one of the better dates he's been on. I don't know how many he's comparing this to, but I don't care. Calling it a good date is still calling it a good date.'

The longer we walk the later it gets. It is now about one in the afternoon. Adam told me earlier that he didn't have to be anywhere until around two-thirty in the afternoon, so we still have some time left.

The more we walk the more I think about being alive. I remember that Lizzy and I used to take long walks by the pond, but those were not dates. We always took walks so we could talk in private. It was a thing we did as best friends.

'Lizzy and I never dated. We didn't even have romantic feelings for each other. I would have liked to find someone romantically. I loved Lizzy as my best friend. Perhaps it's best that I died because now I have found Adam. I know we've barely been on one date, but I have a very good feeling about this. This could quite possibly be the start of something good.'

As of now, I cannot get Lizzy out of my mind. I'm wondering what she would say or what she would think of Adam. I watched her live out the rest of her life and I can only assume she's doing the same for me in Heaven. She is my guardian angel after all.

Something about Adam almost makes me think of Lizzy. Perhaps I only made the comparison because we are walking like Lizzy and I used to do. That could very well be the reason. I'm not too sure.

Adam asks a question after a while of silence. "Is something on your mind?"

"Not really, I was just remembering how I used to walk with my friend," I explain softly.

"Did you date her or something?"

I laugh softly to myself. "She and I never properly courted, no. Her father set up an arranged marriage because he saw we were close. I never actually courted anyone," I tell him.

He smiles and hugs my arm. "You're courting me now."

I smile. "It appears I am."

I like the fact that I am now courting Adam. Just the thought makes me happy. He is very nice and I think that this will be good for both of us. The longer we court the more we will learn about each other.

Unfortunately, Adam had to leave to pick up Maria from school. We say some quick goodbyes before he departs.

'I can't wait for our next date.'