“I’ll come by after work and pick it up.” “What time do you get off?” “I’ll finish about four o’clock today. Clara usually closes unless she needs me to.” “Good. Four o’clock.” He smiled. “It’s a date.” “Devraj.” I snorted a laugh, unable to suppress it. “Me knocking on your door and standing on your porch is not a date.” He backed away, holding my gaze. “I look forward to seeing you soon.” “You’re ridiculous.” “I think you mean marvelous.”
