“I don’t understand.” I smile. “The women you typically engage with are at one stage of life, and I am at another. They’re in their twenties and have energy to toss around. On the other hand, I’m just looking forward to getting to my hotel and having dinner at this cute little restaurant called Ruma inside the hotel, if I can get in, before going to my room, lighting a candle, and taking a hot bath.” I shrug. “We aren’t the same.” “But you still want to have dinner with me tonight, right?”
