That night I found myself tossing and turning, wondering what exactly Lincoln had meant by those words. It's a date. Romantic or not, this would probably be considered my first proper date. Sure, I had hung out with guys occasionally during high school. but I wouldn't consider awkwardly making out with a guy at a party while he pawed at my chest a date. Rolling over towards my nightstand,
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