Damian
I suggested dinner for one simple reason. I wasn't ready to say goodnight.
If anyone asked, I could easily justify it. She had kept me waiting for nearly an hour because of the jacket, and buying me dinner was a perfectly reasonable way to make up for it.
But that wasn't the real reason. The truth was much simpler, I wanted another hour with her.
When Elara finally came downstairs, she had changed into a simple dress with her hair still slightly damp from her hurried shower. She carried my jacket carefully over one arm, looking almost guilty before she had even reached the car.
"I'm really sorry for making you wait," she said as soon as she sat down. "I've apologized several times already, but I still feel terrible about it."
I glanced at her before pulling away
