Date [1]

Chapter - 24

Rick sat at a corner table in the cozy coffee shop, fidgeting with his phone as he waited for Amanda. He had been there for a about an hour or so, scrolling through his phone, planning today's date for Amanda.

Suddenly the bell above the door tinkled, and instinctively, Rick looked up from his phone. His heart beat fast, as he looked up to see who it was, last few times have been a dud. But this time, it was really Amanda who walking in.

As she entered, all eyes seemed to turn toward her, a testament to her radiant beauty. Amanda's dark hair cascaded down her shoulders in soft waves, catching the warm light of the café. Her smile was a blend of charm and familiarity as her gaze met Rick's, sending a flutter through his chest.

She wore a simple yet elegant white sundress that flowed around her like a breath of fresh air. The dress accentuated her curves in all the right places, and her confidence shone through in the way she carried herself. Rick couldn't help but appreciate how the dress perfectly complemented her graceful demeanor.

Rick stood up as she approached, a genuine smile spreading across his face. "My... My... My... You look amazing," he complimented, his gaze lingering for a moment on her, "Worthy of being my woman."

Amanda's cheeks turned a delicate shade of pink, and she playfully swatted his arm. "Che... Who's your woman? You're just saying that."

"No, seriously," Rick insisted, his smile unwavering. "Look around... You managed to turn so many heads."

Amanda's bashful smile melted into a soft grin. "Well, thank you. If you are done, should we get going, then?"

With a nod, Rick gestured for her to lead the way. Amanda confidently walked up to the counter, and Rick followed, appreciating the graceful sway of her ass as she moved. He couldn't help but feel his pants go tight and a flutter of excitement at the prospect of spending time with her.

Behind the counter stood a middle-aged man who seemed to know Amanda well. "Amanda! Long time no see," he exclaimed, his eyes lighting up.

"Hey, Frank!" Amanda greeted with a warm smile. "How's business?"

"Can't complain. You guys from the hospital will never let me rest," Frank replied, his eyes twinkling. "So, what can I get you today?"

Amanda glanced at Rick, and he nodded.

"I'll just have an ice tea," she said, giving him a sheepish grin.

Frank turned his attention back to Rick, "And for you, dear?"

"Just some cold coffee, please," Rick answered, his tone polite.

Frank nodded and quickly got to work, preparing their orders. As he did, Amanda looked at Rick and asked, "Did you enjoy it here?"

"Absolutely," Rick replied with a smile, "It's a pretty good cafe."

Their drinks were ready in no time, and Amanda reached for her purse to pay. However, before she could, Frank spoke up. "Oh, by the way, your friend already took care of it."

Amanda looked at him with surprise, her brows furrowing. "My friend?"

Frank gestured toward Rick, who grinned and gave a casual wave. Amanda turned to him, her lips curling into a playful pout. "You didn't have to do that, you know. I should have paid for you."

Rick shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Consider it a gesture of appreciation for last night. Let me treat you for that amazing experience," Rick whispered.

"You..." Amanda's face turned red, when she felt his breath against her neck. She rolled her eyes, but her smile betrayed her amusement. "Well, then. I guess I'll let you off the hook this time." Amanda said and grabbing her cup, she walked out of the cafe with hurried steps.

"Interesting... What did you say to her?" Frank asked Rick, his eyes curiously looking at Amanda.

"Nothing... Just expressing my love for her," Rick grinned and followed behind Amanda with his drink.

"Hey wait up," Outside, Rick called out to Amanda as he caught up to her.

"Why should I?" Amanda turned her face, "You are just an immature boy in heat."

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1. Cancel the plan (Temptation +5)

2. Try and pacify Amanda (Temptation +10)

]

'Like hell I will,' Rick looked at the second option and looked at the system in disdain, 'No simping...'

"Then I guess you don't want to go on a date with a pervert. We will have to cancel the plan," Rick pretended to look disappointed.

"Why? When did I say that we are canceling the date?" Amanda looked at Rick with her glaring eyes, "Tell me where are we going?"

"I was thinking of a movie, then some shopping, and end it with a nice dinner. But now..." Rick shook his head.

"Sounds good to me," Amanda agreed and entangled her arms with Rick's, "I know a good place. But it's a bit far. So, let me call the cab,"

"Cab?" Rick hesitated, his mind briefly contemplating the idea. He knew it was a practical suggestion, but something held him back.

"What is it?" Amanda was about to book the cab, but she stopped.

"Actually, I rode my bike here," Rick told Amanda.

Amanda's eyes sparkled with curiosity and a hint of excitement. "You rode your bike? That sounds fun."

Rick was taken aback by her enthusiasm, his uncertainty momentarily forgotten.

"You... want to ride on my bike?" Rick looked a bit confused.

Amanda nodded eagerly, a genuine smile lighting up her face. "Why not? It could be an adventure."

Rick blinked, surprised by her response. He hadn't expected her to be so eager about riding on his motorcycle. He glanced at his bike parked nearby, a mix of emotions swirling within him.

"Don't tell me you have never ridden a bike? I am talking about a motorcycle here, if you are confused," Rick clarified.

"Yup... Never have I ever," Amanda nodded her head, "I want to ride it."

'You have ridden a cock but you never ridden a bike. Does it make sense?' Rick wanted to ask, but he held his curiosity back.

"Are you sure? It's not the most comfortable ride, and... Well, you're wearing a dress," Rick asked instead.

Amanda waved off his concerns with a dismissive gesture. "Come on, Rick. I'm up for a little adventure. Besides, I'm not wearing anything too extravagant. It'll be fine," Amanda showed off her dress.

"Alright, if you're sure, let's do it. But my motorcycle is not the best out there. Later don't blame me," Rick said smiling.

"Offo... You talk too much," Amanda's complained. Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she took a step closer to him. "Absolutely. Lead the way."

Rick chuckled at her playful tone. Well, he won't have to come fetch his bike later now..

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Amanda's lips twitched as she studied the motorcycle, her thoughts racing behind her eyes. She appreciated Rick's offer to ride the bike, but she couldn't shake off a hint of hesitation. The Honda Navi was unlike any motorcycle she had seen before, and she wasn't quite sure what to make of it.

When Rick led Amanda to his motorcycle, a Honda Navi, he couldn't help but notice her hesitation. Her expression remained neutral, giving away nothing of what she might be thinking.

"So, this is my bike, a Honda Navi," Rick told Amanda.

Amanda looked at the motorcycle for a moment before turning to Rick with a polite smile. "It's... cute."

Rick sensed a subtle undertone in her response. He had a feeling that Amanda might not be entirely comfortable with the idea of riding a bike like this. He scratched his head nervously.

"If you're not comfortable with this, we could always grab a cab. It's no big deal," Rick suggested.

Amanda's eyes met his, and she seemed to hesitate for a moment before finally speaking.

"Oh, no, it's not that. I mean, I am not saying that your bike is the problem. It's good... It's just that..." Amanda tried to justify her words. But by the the end she still stopped from saying it.

Rick's eyebrows shot up, "What is it? Tell me. Maybe I can adjust that for you." Rick asked.

"Well you see... It is... The seat a bit too small. If it's the two of us then we will..." Amanda blushed when she said that. She did not complete her words, but message went across to Rick quite clearly.

"You... That's the whole point of taking you on a bike. Why else do you think we are doing it?" Rick looked at Amanda dumbfounded.

"That is why?" Amanda looked at Rick, trying to confirm she heard him right. And Rick nodded.

"Do all the boys usually think like this in their day to day life?" Amanda seriously asked.

"You don't have to care about other guys. Just focus on me." Rick said. He straddled the bike and motioned for her to get on behind him. She hesitated for a moment, her gaze locked onto his with a mixture of anticipation and a touch of nerves.

"You're sure about this, right?" Amanda was still uncertain.

Rick met her gaze with a reassuring smile. "Absolutely. Just hold onto me tight, and we'll be good."

With a tentative nod, Amanda positioned herself behind Rick, her arms instinctively wrapping around his waist. The feel of her closeness sent a shiver down his spine, but he focused on keeping his composure.

'Why are they so soft?' Rick cursed his luck, 'I wanted to feel them. But how can such a soft thing hurt so much?' Rick looked down at his bulging boner in his jeans and smiled wryly. Did he shoot himself in the foot on his own?

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