You and Charles were in the getting-to-know-you phase, a few kisses there and here, but still getting to know each other. You and him had already been on five dates and were going to the sixth, until you got a flu and couldn't go.

He didn't respond to your cancellation messages, but then an hour later someone rang at your door, and there he was, a bag of food in his hand, and that smile that melted your legs.

“If you can't go to the date, the date comes to you.” he said smiling.