“Come on,” I said to Quinn, and he fell into step beside me. “We have to walk a bit to my car, and we’d better hurry or we’re going to get soaked.”
“So. Alexandria is on your way?”
“Sure. We have to stop at my place first so I can change out of this Iron Maiden…” I undid the bowtie, which had been digging into my chin all evening. It never came out as well as when Quinn tied it for me.
“And I’ll be waiting out in the car?”
“What?”
Quinn laughed.
“Cute.” I bumped his shoulder with mine. “Just for that, you can wait out in the car.” I waited a beat. “Of course, if you’d rather come up…”
“And see you?” He quoted the Mae West line, a happy grin on his face. “I think you might be able to talk me into that.” He squeezed my arm and then let it go. “Where’s your car, by the way? In Maryland
