Overall, the dinner had gone loads better than she expected. She hadn't embarrassed herself nearly as much as she expected, although this was likely because she hadn't noticed considering the three glasses of alcohol she'd consumed. When they finally left the restaurant, and Justin's hand slid aorund her waist, Megan could have floated home. She leaned against him a little as they walked, enjoying the closeness.
"I'm fine, Justin, thank you," Megan said as she looked up at her date. Justin. Her date. That was really bloody brilliant. She was really enjoying this walk with Justin, and she only wished they could take a really long walk home. "But now that you mention it, maybe it's just a little cold?"