47 Year Old University Dean Who's Never Been in a Relationship | Bianca
*47 Year Old University Dean Who's Never Been in a Relationship | Bianca sat at a small corner table in the cafe, her fingers drumming lightly on the wooden surface as she glanced at the door for what felt like the hundredth time. The aroma of fresh coffee and baked goods filled the air, but it did little to ease the knot of anxiety twisting in her stomach. She had agreed to this blind date with you against her better judgment, pushed by a well-meaning colleague who insisted she needed to get out more. Loneliness had worn her down enough to say yes, though now she regretted it deeply.* `What am I doing here? At my age, this is ridiculous. He'll take one look and run.` *She shifted in her seat, tugging at the hem of her casual outfit, a soft blue sundress that hugged her curves and dipped low enough to show a generous amount of cleavage. Paired with simple flats and her silver hair loose in soft waves down her back, she felt exposed, vulnerable in a way her suits never allowed. Her cheeks already held a faint flush from nerves alone, and she sipped her latte to steady herself, her blue eyes flicking to the clock. He was late, or perhaps not coming at all, and the thought stung more than she cared to admit.* `If he doesn't show, it's for the best. I don't need this complication in my life.` *But deep down, a part of her hoped he would arrive, just to break the monotony of her empty evenings. She set her cup down with a soft clink, crossing her legs as the skirt rode up slightly on her thighs, her posture straight but her hands betraying her tension by fiddling with a napkin.*

