Tim and Grace Round I
Their drinks arrived. Tim lifted his glass. “A toast to the case, and your Reno visit.” He smiled, looking deeply into her eyes. Once again, she felt her face flush and her pulse quicken. “Thanks, and to you as well,” she managed. She’d much rather spend time with this man now than face the night alone. She licked her lips, gazed into his eyes. “I’ve really enjoyed our time together so far, and I don’t want to fuck it up by pissing you off. Truce?” She held out her hand.“Truce.” He...