Chapter Six
Dylan
After a kiss at midnight, we blew the horns her mother had passed out and popped the confetti poppers and said our goodbyes.
Then it was into the car and figuring out what came next.
“Hungry?” I asked.
“I thought you wanted to go back to your place.”
“I do, count on it, but I figured you might be up for some real food. I know I am.”
She grinned. “We did work up an appetite earlier. Where do you want to go?”
“Mel’s is open and not too far from my building.”
“Mel’s what?”
“You really don’t get around Hollywood much, do you?” he teased.
A shrug. “No reason.”
“Mel’s Drive-in, near Hollywood and Highland.” A public spot, but I wanted her to know I was interested in more than great s*x.
“Oh. Won’t that be really crowded?”
“It usually is. But the food is good.”
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