“Lesson learned. Hey, I have to be at work by ten tonight, but I’m hungry. Care to join me for a meal?”
I was…taken aback. “Are you asking me out on a date?”
“Is that a bad thing?”
I shook my head. “Not at all. I just didn’t expect it.”
“Not all guys are jerks, you know.”
“Sure.” I sipped my latte. “I just didn’t think I was your type.”
He leaned back in his chair. “What type is that, exactly?”
Uh-oh, he sounded a bit miffed.
“Um, I don’t know. Someone who looks like…you, maybe.”
He crossed his arms. “You mean handsome, don’t you?”
“Sure.”
“That’s a real hotspot for you, is it?”
I shrugged. “Sometimes.”