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“I should’ve taken you out to dinner first,” he laughed, dropping the fork “Before I took you to dinner”

“Sorry,” I apologized “I missed breakfast, andmachine”

“Ugh”

‘Yeah, totally”

As it turned out, cooking together was a lot ly, I was enjoyingbehind s We were flirting like oofing off… much to the dismay of the instructor, Jenny

“You’re going to burn your grits,” Jenny warned “If you’re not—”

“Can you actually burn grits?” so station

Half the class laughed, while the other went on stirring Eventually ere left with two stearits, topped with plump, tender shrimp Donovan shook his head in disbelief as I handed him a clean fork

“You’ve never had grits before, have you?”

“No ma’am,” he admitted

“They taste like whatever you put on them,” I explained “Sort of like pasta”

“Is that your genuine Texan opinion?”

“That’s just plain old fact,?

?? I replied

We fed each other soh Jenny wasn’t all that amused, our behavior did elicit a few nods and smiles It was obvious to just about everyone that ere on a first date