She frowned, crossing her arms as they climbed the stairs. "I'm not sure I even want to tell you, now that I know you have such a one-track mind." * * * "Are we allowed to?"
“But out of the two times you and I have been drunk together, you remembered that one?” she asked, amused by his flustered state. .*** “That’s not very convincing.”
"That's mean and inappropriate." *** She grinned, a joking expression on her face. "Move in on the second date."
“You’re the one thinking about it.” *** He rolled his eyes, kissing her cheek. “Uh huh. That’s a good idea.”
She smirked as they approached her door. She paused, her hand floating hesitantly above the doorknob. *** “No, you’re not.”
She raised an eyebrow, taking his hand. “Why would you do something like that?” *** “It’s a little soon, don’t you think?”
