“I think we should get to know each other.”
He took her offered hand, but didn’t shake it, holding it in his large grasp instead. “Oh? Why’s that?” he asked, smiling.
“Our best friends are gonna do the dating thing and there’ll be a lot of drama. If they’re going to drive us nuts, the least we can do is commiserate.”
He laughed, deep and throaty, and still hadn’t let go of her hand. “They do like to complicate life, don’t they? Tell you what, gorgeous…” He took a pen out of his pocket and started writing on her palm.
“What’s at that address?”
Bob finally released her hand. His eyes flicked down, then up, taking in her curvaceous form. “A good time. What else is there?”
It was her turn to laugh. “Not a damn thing.”