Rocco“I haven’t danced that hard in forever,” she giggled. “I had a blast, thank you.”
“I enjoyed watching. You’re more than welcome.”
The wedding was wrapping up, the bride and groom had already said their goodbyes and the DJ had just announced the last song.
“I don’t want to tell you what to do, but I really don’t think you should drive home. Can I give you a ride?”
She grinned at me mischievously.
“You sure can.” A look of lust came over her face.
“Let me grab our jackets. I’ll meet you by the front door.”
“Okay,” she purred. “Mine is the black and white trench.”
“Okay. Be right back.”
I got our jackets from the coat check, met her just inside the front door and walked her to the car.
“Where do you live?”
“Just take me home.”
“Ha. I am, I need your address.”
“No, I mean, wh
