“Ah. Well, tomorrow we can hit the mall.”
“You don’t have to…”
“Naw, what guy doesn’t like being dragged around a mall while a woman buys clothes?” I gave her a wink.
She smiled and it spread to her eyes. They sort of twinkled, the light catching them and her sapphire collar at the same time. My throat went dry.
“I’m really throwing your life into a tailspin.” Her expression dropped.
I shook my head, “I do my best work under pressure. No worries. So why don’t you whip us up some PB & J and I’ll go get changed?”
She smiled, “You don’t mind eating sandwiches for dinner?”
I shrugged, “Naw, why not? Pizza for breakfast, PB & J for dinner, why be conventional?”
“You’re amazing,” she said and she was looking me right in the eye. She looked serious. Too serious.
“It might look like that
