“I’m not inviting you inside!” she calls as she opens her door. I jog around the hood to hold the door open. “Never said I wanted to come inside.” “Perv alert.” She takes the hand I hold out to her and hops to the ground, flashing me a whole lot of leg in the process. Laughing, I say, “I wouldn’t’ve caught that if you didn’t say something. Get your mind out of the gutter.” “I’d prefer not to, thanks.”
