I grinned, “This is turning into a perfect day.”
He turned back to me and took another sip of his wine. His eyes met mine and made me far giddier than all the alcohol I had already consumed that evening. There was a long moment of silence.
I still feel bad I haven’t read the book,” he said finally. “Perhaps we should print it off while you’re here? Maybe you could read it to me on the roadtrip?”.
A rush of adrenaline filled my veins. I didn’t know if i could, some of the things I had said had made me cringe when I was reading them alone, I dreaded to think how embarrassing it would be with him beside me.
“We could but it will cost you a fortune in paper and ink,” I said. “I used a whole ream on my copy”.
“I don’t have a printer, I was thinking that we could break into my office and do it there.”
“Break in? You’re insane.”
“You love it,” he grinned, taking another sip of wine. “So are you game?”
“You know me, you lead and I’ll follow.”