"Last night I was a scared little boy who thought I'd be happy with a quick lay and a few laughs over the occasional dinner."
"And now?" she whispered.
His fingers drifted over her cheek, a whisper of a touch. "Now I'm a man, spending a quiet evening with a woman I'm crazy about."
"And now?" she whispered.
His fingers drifted over her cheek, a whisper of a touch. "Now I'm a man, spending a quiet evening with a woman I'm crazy about."