Joshua was punctual, showing up at my door at six-thirty on the dot. I was ready and waiting to answer the door as soon as he knocked. He complimented my outfit, and gave me a sweet but chaste kiss. My spine went a little weak, and I didn’t try to stop my grin.
“You know,” I said conversationally as we walked to the car. My breath stuttered in my lungs when he casually reached out and took my hand in his. I had to swallow before I could finish my thought. “This is really our third date.”
He shot me a sideways grin. “How do you figure?”
“Breakfast at Pounds and Grounds totally counted.”
“That was a pre-date, Will,” he said, his tone patient. I waited for him to elaborate. He didn’t.
I pouted and he laughed, kissing my bottom lip where it was sticking out before he opened the car door f
