We rehearsed last night for several hours. Josh knows the East Coast Swing pretty well so I was happy that I didn’t have to go through introductory steps. We were able to jump in to learning the choreography pretty quickly. It was a good rehearsal, but we’re both feeling pretty sore from the non-stop dancing.

We took a late evening break to go get some Chinese food with Natalie and Jason. It was fun going out and having fun, and Natalie didn’t say anything to embarrass me this time.

Josh walked me home after dinner. When we got to the door we said goodnight and I started inside. He grabbed my hand and said, “I just want to clarify something: there’s a difference between the last time we kissed and the final time we’ll ever kiss.” I just looked at him not really knowing what to say. I wasn’t sure where he was going, but he continued. “What we had last weekend was the last time we kissed, not the final time we’ll ever kiss. Okay?” I have to admit that I was pretty surprised by this but I nodded and said, “Okay.” He smiled then and said, “okay” and then he left.

So the last time we kissed wasn’t the last time ever. I wonder when the next time will be.