"Alright then. Will ya have dinner with me?" Jason asked.
He locked eyes on Monica, like he was scared she'd say no. He pointed at Leonard and added, "Want me to pick you up later?"
"Sure, if you can make it in time."
The second Jason got her answer, he took off running toward his room. By the time he took a shower, got changed, and returned to the field, Leonard was still training.
The scent of body wash lingered in the air as Jason arrived, and Monica, eyeing his half-dried hair, couldn't help but tease him, "Did you go flower-picking or something? How come your hair's all wet with dew?"
To her surprise, Jason actually pulled out a small bouquet of white roses from behind his back and said, "Do you like them?"
Monica's eyes flickered with surprise. "Where did you even get these? Th
