DIRTY, ROTTEN, ESCAPADES
"One of the reasons I took you here tonight was so we could discuss our future."
My heart did a cheerleader high-kick.
Future. He used the F-word.
"And I'm fully open to that discussion," I giggled, my foot working overtime under the tablecloth.
"Good, good. I'm glad we're on the same page," he said, pulling his hands back to rub his face. "You know graduation is only a few months away, and then I'll be taking over the junior business sector at my father's company in the fall, so..."