One Last Kiss
"Thank you for the dinner. I had a lot of fun." I told Eric, the tall, thin, dark-haired man who had just taken me out on a date. I was driving us to my house, as it was only 7 at night, where we would finish the date off with a movie and a glass of wine. "It was my pleasure, Ashton." He regarded me with amused eyes, his hand reaching over to graze along the skin of my right forearm. The gentle arcing touch sent shocks through my arm, arousing my mind. He and I talked a bit more...