“This weekend. Saturday. We can spend the day together. What do you say?”
“I like that idea.”
“Me too.” Something romantic glimmered at the corners of his tranquil eyes. I really wasn’t sure exactly what their pools suggested lust and tenderness; something between a zoologist and insurance salesman that could last for years to come, or simple uncertainties. But both of us could have easily fallen under their remarkable spell.
“My clothes, may I please have them?”
He fetched them for me. While passing the heap to me, he said, “Really, you don’t have to go.”
“I must.”
“You do?”
“I do.”
“Such a pity. We could have had a great time together today. I’m sure something exciting could occur.”
“Saturday I can be yours. Call me with the details.”
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