“I will. Love you guys.”
“Love you too,” they both echoed. “Bye Zack.”
“Bye Mr. Roberts, Mrs. Roberts, have a great evening.”
They made it out to his car, and he stopped her before she got in. His lips were against hers instantly, completely trashing her carefully applied lip-gloss, but he felt so good she let it go. “You look…so hot,” he murmured between kisses. She dropped her overnight bag onto the cement so that she could participate fully.
“You think so?”
“I know so.” Her skin tingled down to her sparkly toes.
“Are we going to make out in front of my house all night?” she questioned lightly when he got a bit carried away.
“I suppose not,” he sighed, flashing his dimples at her. “Let's eat, shall we?”
“Sounds good to me.”
* * *
Dinner felt like something out of a 90s movie mo
