A glass of Merlot did wonders for Terry's nerves. She settled back and listened to Gene and Jeannetta get caught up on their lives. Then they began telling Terry stories about their childhood that had all of them laughing loud and uncontrollably more than once.
Considering how horribly it had begun, the "date" had ended up being very good. Better, probably with Jeannetta along so that Terry wasn't the center of attention.
Jeannetta had a room at the hotel, so she went there after lunch and Gene walked Terry out to the valet stand.
Terry handed her ticket to the valet again. Gene stood beside her, his arm touching hers.
"Can I see you again?" Gene asked. Terry turned to look up at him, but he kept his gaze straight ahead. Her heart fluttered at the sight of his chiseled face.
"Yes. I'm glad you still want to."
Gene snorted and turned to her. "I'm surprised you said 'yes' after Jeannetta got her claws into you."
"That was pretty painful, but all's well that ends well, right?"
Gene smiled down on her. "Right."
"Next time, it's my treat." Terry said. "Just let me know when you're ready."
"I will," Gene said, looking down into her eyes. Terry felt herself being pulled into the chocolate vortex of his gaze again.
Terry's van arrived and she accepted her keys and gave the valet a ten dollar tip.
Gene took her hand and squeezed it gently. "Thank you." he said and bent to kiss her on the cheek.
Terry jammed her keys into her thigh to make sure she was still alive.
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