Sweet Hole
A slight moan escaped her throat when it came to an end.
"There's one more thing," Tanner softly began as she pulled out a small red envelope from her jacket pocket and handed it to the young woman.
"What's this?" Casey asked while opening the heart-shaped card. Will you be my Valentine? I definitely would like to be yours. Happy Valentine's Day. Ever hopeful, Tanner. Sea green eyes couldn't believe what she read. Did I lose that much track of time? Is it already that horrible day?
"It's after midnight now," Tanner whispered. "Happy Valentines Day, Casey."