So first of all, my new neighbor Mr. Italy brought me a plate full of italian pastries.....this was especially funny as I am someone who is on a diet all the time. When he showed me the plate I looked at it as if it was carrying a nuclear bomb that was about to explode. That said....of course I broke down and had one later! I was going out dancing with a few of my friends, so I invited him along (ummmm yes because he's new in town, and also....he's adorable....) anyway, we had a great time, and he's a really fun dancer.....but there is something about dancing, as we were walking through the crowded club, he offered his hand, and bam......holding hands can be magnetic.
He walked me home, (after all....we live right, and I mean right next to each other) and on the way, we were joking and flirting, and started kissing. It's sort of a funny thing, because he lives next to me, this could be really bad in so many ways, but I think he's just adorable....I may have already said that about five times? What's a girl to do? I could tell him that we should pretend that never happened? I stopped over for a minute to chat last night and it was awfully awkward......I think he wanted to hug me at the door, but I backed away from him and almost knocked some stuff off of a shelf. We did wind up sharing a kiss (oh and I stopped in for half a cannoli.......but what to do? If I go on a date, they would literally drop me off outside his window. Oh my!
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