"So where are we going now?" Bianca asked as they walked from the rooftop sushi bar back to her car. "Are we heading on home? It's getting late," she said as she checked her watch.
"Not just yet," Jagger told her as he put his arm around her waist. "I have a plan for us. We're not actually going back tonight."
"We're not?"
"Nope," he grinned as her mouth formed a little 'o' as what he was saying finally dawned on her.
"Well, where are we staying then?"
He loved the fact that he could surprise her—even though she fought him at every turn. "I got us a room."
Bianca grinned. "A room where?"
"At a nice hotel."
The smile fell a little on her face, and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. "You shouldn't have spent a bunch of money on this," she fretted, twisting her hands togethe
