We spent several hours. I got to know Zane more, and he also got to know me more. Not that he doesn’t know me, but there were some private things I had to share with him.
Zane is such a charming man.
“It was a lovely date,” I said.
He was glad I liked it. “We can always come back if you want to.”
I smiled and nodded my head. “I’d really want to come back, trust me.”
He stretched his hand out for me to take, and I put my hand in his palm. He entwined our fingers together.
“Let’s go.”
The walk back to the pack house had started peacefully.
The sun was beginning to disappear.
Zane walked beside me, his shoulder occasionally brushing against mine.
“You’ve been smiling to yourself for the last five minutes,” he said.
So he noticed. I’m in a good mood today. I didn’t expect the outcom
