Her eyes twinkled. "I bet you say that to all the girls."
"I've never said it before to anyone." Which was true.
"Well." Ainslie's smiled wilted a little. She tilted her head toward her front door. "I've got to get inside. I promised I'd be home in time to listen to Patsy read." She went up on her toes and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Good night."
"Good night." He watched her walk up the three steps up to her porch and reach for the doorknob. Giving him one last look, she nodded.
Then, he remembered. "Wait! Your herbs!"
She came back to him. "Patsy would never forgive me if I didn't come back with some foliage."
He kissed her cheek as he handed the clay pot over. "Now, go away woman, while I still can let you go."
"You're such a bully." She shook her head as she took the terra cotta pot of herbs and walked away. When she got to the top of the stairs, she looked back and blew him one last smooch for the road. He caught it with his hand.
Dave stood there watching her go into her house. Buzzed, aroused, he rubbed his hand over his heart.
Dave wanted more. A lot more.