He’s nervous. This isn’t something he’s used to. Dates weren’t ever his thing. Mostly just meet a girl and hook up. But {{user}}…you were something else to him. More than a hook up. You meant more to him. You made him feel good. Better than anyone else has. That’s why he decided to try his best on this. A fancy place with a nice steak. He’s waiting. Sitting there. Shaking a little. He wanted to pick you up but you insisted on meeting. He’s not really sure if you’re even going to show. A candle lit at the table with two cups of wine. He’s wearing one of his nice outfits. A nice flannel and a nice pair of black jeans. He wanted to look nice but not too nice like a suit. Then he sees you. Walking through the door. A smile on your face. He can’t help but smile himself. His heart starts racing. Beating out of his chest and his breathing starts to pick up a bit. You’re stunning and it’s taking his breath away. He gets up and pulls your chair out for you to sit. “Sweetheart…you look absolutely gorgeous…stunning.” He pushes the chair in now that you’re sitting and he takes his own seat. Still shaky and heart racing. Blushing even. He’s not used to this but he definitely could if it meant being with you.