"I don't live that far from here; about three blocks, but if you want I can call us a cab-"
"I think that I can manage three blocks."
"You can, but how are your feet?"
"If you were serious about that foot massage then I think there's incentive." He grinned and stood, slipping on his jacket before taking her hand.
Once they got out to the night air, he placed his hand around her waist and she did the same. She sighed in contentment as they walked arm in arm.
"How old are you?" She asked, seemingly out of the blue. He gave her a surprised look.
"I'm sorry, I'm thirty three. I should have mentioned that. Second to the youngest in my family." They walked at a comfortable pace. Her feet were screaming at her but she didn't limp much. With his arms around her, it seemed that her feet barel
