James' P.O.V

  I smiled back at him, as we were talking about another subject a waitress brought our drinks and heart-shaped cookies to our table. I blushed a bit at the heart shape, but didn't hesitate to eat one, I bit into it and immediately felt the wonderful taste of the sugar cookie.

"So Thomas, do you smoke?"

"No, do you?"

"No. To be honest I don't see the appeal or smell it either."

  We were enjoying our drinks and nibbling on the cookies but mostly staring at each other awkwardly, we both seemed to be unprepared and perhaps new to this whole dating thing.

  The smell of fresh coffee grazed my nose, if only coffee tasted how it smells then mabey I would consider drinking it. I know I have the option of putting sugar and cream into it but taste funny to me, I only enjoy the smell.

Thomas put his drink down and held out the rose,

"This is for you."

"Oh... Thank you, I love roses."

"I'm glad you like it."

  Once both our drinks seemed to be empty and the cookie plate had no more cookies, we've decided it was time to go.

"I'll pay for a drink." Thomas said.

"No it's fine I got this."

  Both of our hands were on the tab, he put his hand on top of mine and I felt him staring deep into my eyes. It was like I was hypnotized by his coffee colored eyes, "I got this darling."

  Next thing I know Thomas ends up paying, "I've had a great time with you, James. Can we do this again, next Friday?"

"Mhm."

He handed me a strip of paper with numbers on it. "Call me."

"O-Okay."

  We both stood up and walked out of the Cafe, going our separate ways.

That wasn't so bad for a first date.