Huxley asked if he could drive on the way back to his condo. “I like playing the male role once in a while,” he said with a teasing smile.
“You paid for dinner,” she said, acting as though he had taken away one of her privileges.
They had grown up in an era of the double standard but adjusted well to societal changes, could even joke about their roles. Joke, like they had done all through dinner, talked about so many subjects, with a lot of humor that turned into magnetic teasing, with personal comments and gentle touching. She burned with desire she didn"t think she was capable of feeling again. She felt young, frivolous, and daring.
It was great to see the tension drain out of Huxley"s face as the evening wore on. When they arrived at his condo and parked beside his sedan, he grabbed
