His dark eyes were on the road ahead, thoughtful. “No. I was hoping to go back to Tucson and see if I could get this hot chick I know to go out with me. I hear she’s in demand, though. She keeps putting me off each time I try to plan something romantic.”
“Yeah, well, maybe if you come up with a good itinerary, you could lure her out.”
“I was thinking dinner at Joe’s.”
I made a face. “If that’s the case, maybe you’d better brace yourself for rejection.”
“Red Pepper Bistro?”
“Okay. Now you’re in the zone.”
“Followed by a long massage in the sauna.”
“That’s pretty good too.”
“And then indecent things in the sauna.”
“I hope you mean you’ll be doing the indecent things—because I more than did my share last night.”
Kiyo glanced over at me with a mischievous grin. “Who says I’m talking about you?

Autore: Richelle Mead

His dark eyes were on the road ahead, thoughtful. “No. I was hoping to go back to Tucson and see if I could get this hot chick I know to go out with me. I hear she’s in demand, though. She keeps putting me off each time I try to plan something romantic.”<br />“Yeah, well, maybe if you come up with a good itinerary, you could lure her out.”<br />“I was thinking dinner at Joe’s.”<br />I made a face. “If that’s the case, maybe you’d better brace yourself for rejection.”<br />“Red Pepper Bistro?”<br />“Okay. Now you’re in the zone.”<br />“Followed by a long massage in the sauna.”<br />“That’s pretty good too.”<br />“And then indecent things in the sauna.”<br />“I hope you mean you’ll be doing the indecent things—because I more than did my share last night.”<br />Kiyo glanced over at me with a mischievous grin. “Who says I’m talking about you? - Richelle Mead


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