“Shoot,” Beth groused as she dug through her backpack. “I was in such a rush to leave the house this morning I must have forgotten my set.”
“You can borrow some of my tools,” I told her. “I bought the deluxe kit, and it has double of everything.”
Dr. Autry walked up to our table. “Did I hear you say your name was Dante?”
“Uh…yes, sir.” I froze in place.
“That’s rather unusual.”
“My Mum had a thing for the poet. And then…well…I was born in Rome.” My dick started to become hard, and my cheeks felt so hot you’d be able to start a fire simply by touching the corner of a piece of paper to them. I crossed my legs and gave him an innocent smile. At least I hoped it looked innocent.
“But you’re American.”
“Actually, I hold citizenship not only for the United States, but for Italy and Great Britain as well.”
“You are unusual. I’d like to hear more about you.”