When Andrew asked her out, Cathy couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She wanted a fancy candlelight dinner with the most expensive food and wine money could buy, because that represented everything that came to her mind when it came to romance. But standing there beside him, without the formality of a dinner table, looking out over the city as they spoke whatever came to their minds was perfect. He was a little less outgoing and spontaneous while sober, slightly different from the man Cathy slept with a few weeks ago, much more like the one in the painting sessions, observant and attentive all the time. Cathy liked that, his modest shyness was endearing, especially since she was beginning to know the strong personality behind it.
- So, Cathy, if you allow me to ask… How did you
