THEY FELL SILENT AGAIN while the waitress placed the desserts they’d ordered on the table.
Grant’s mind raced with questions, none of which felt safe to ask her. He was surprised when Kelly looked across the booth at him and blurted out, “This is nice. We should do this again sometime.”
He smiled as he stretched out his hand toward her. When she slipped her hand into his, the spark he felt nearly melted his brain.
“I was just thinking the same thing, I just wasn’t sure how to bring it up,” he admitted.
She laughed, a light, airy, tinkling sound that warmed his soul.
“Sorry if I put you on the spot,” she offered.
“You didn’t,” he replied. “It’s just... I, um... don’t date much...” his voice trailed off as his face flushed a deep dusky pink before he shared something with her that no o
