The Sixth First Date
Beth sat nervously at the bar, aptly named Flight, looking over the wine menu and wondering what she would be sampling that evening. She was waiting for her second MeetCute, an attractive forty-year old named Walt, who invited his dates to join him at a wine bar for a lesson in wine tasting. He was cute. He had a job in finance. Beth liked wine. She just didn’t know much about it. She was used to being the teacher and looked forward to learning something about wine from Walt.
“Excuse me? Beth?” Walt slid onto the stool next to her. “Hi, I’m Walt.”
She beamed at him. He looked just like his picture. His brown hair was curly but closely cropped to his head. He was wearing a light blue polo shirt, khaki shorts, and a pair of boat...
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