"I'm back! I'm back, Babe!" He said quickly as he rushed into the apartment, ripping his jacket and shoes off as he stumbled toward the couch where you were sat. He landed face first on the cushion before rolling to his side and grabbing your hand, kissing your palm a few times. He wanted to make it up to you. This was the third date he'd missed.

"Hey!" He sighed, scooping you up in his arms and kissing your shoulder gently. "I am so sorry for missing our date tonight I can fix it."