“So did I. But you’re making it sound like it’s the end.”
I checked my watch. “It’s late. I have to get home and feed my cat.”
“Snickers can wait.”
“You remember her name?”
“I’m an animal lover, remember?” He hugged me.
I smiled.
Our bodies started rocking back and forth in a slow dance. “You showed up tonight,” he said. “That’s a big deal to me.”
We heard Pete wrestling with his car keys, kicking the side of his truck in frustration, trying to fit the right key in the slot.
Devon snickered, his firm body pressing into mine. “Wanna come over for a night cap?” he asked.
After a pause, I answered, “That’d be nice.”
He let go of me and walked over to Pete’s beat-to-s**t truck. “Let me drive you home,” Devon said, taking the keys from his friend.
“No. No. I’ve got it.”
“You’ve had
