“You have no idea.” He groans. “How about tomorrow night?” “What about the bar?” “I’m not taking you to the bar on our date.” “I meant don’t you have to work?” “This is more important to me,” he says. “I’ll go in early and do what I have to do and then I’m all yours.” “Okay.” “Great.” He drops his lips on mine once again. Just a peck. The
