Jack puts our names into the machine and then rubs his hands together. A small laugh escapes from my lips. He kisses me before asking, “Whatcha laughing about?” “I’m just surprised. This is the last place I would have expected you to bring me.” “Not a lot of options for a late afternoon date.” “We’re on a date?” “If you have to ask, then I don’t think I’m pulling this off very well.”
