“No, you’re supposed to sit there looking gorgeous and then let me get you naked after dinner. Don’t you know how dating works?” Smith winks at me as he brings the first tinfoil-covered bowl over to the table. “That’s your version of dating.” I smirk at him. “And it’s the only version of dating you’re doing, so get with the program.” He bends to kiss me, slipping his tongue in and surprising me. A warm feeling spreads over my chest and abdomen, and I kind of want to skip right to the naked part.
