~~Carter's PoV~~
As I sit at my desk the next day, my mind keeps returning to that moment by the lake last night, the moment I could have kissed Quinn and didn't.
I still thought that's where this was heading eventually. In my experience, men and women were never truly just 'friends'. If I planned the right setting, the right location with just a light overtone of romance, there was a good chance something would happen. I wasn't going to force it, but I figured if the moment was right, I'd go for it.
And the moment couldn't have been more right. We had a great meal, talking and laughing just as easily as we had at dinner the other night. She truly seemed to be enjoying herself, and I was enjoying spending time with her again too. And when she turned to me, her pretty face right in front
