The flashing lights, the loud music, people running around and getting worked up—yep, the arcade was my kind of place. This was my favorite one, since it was close to the college and wasn’t full of twelve to fifteen-year-old’s who could kick my butt at games that have been around longer than they’ve been alive. Honestly, I was surprised that Gunnar chose this location as our first date. He didn’t seem like the gaming type, or at least he didn’t give me that impression.
“Kel, you came.”
“Of course, I did,” I replied with a smile.
Gunnar came in for a hug. He must have gone home to change and shower, since he wore a T-shirt and jeans and not his work outfit. His neck came so close, I couldn’t help but take a whiff of his wonderful cologne. It was so intoxicating that I became a little ups
