A Hot Date

Last Thursday, it was hot here in Charlotte.
Kristiana was at a photography class.
Steve was at work.
I was feeling a little restless.
So I called on a young man I've had my eye on for a while and asked him out on a date. Daniel is his name.


Here's the thing: a man with a book is a real turn-on for me.
Always has been.


What? Where did he go?
Men. They are with you for a moment.
Then they disappear.


What the heck is he so upset about?
What's the matter, love? What can I do to ease your angst?
Okay, I'll leave you alone to work it out on your own.


Good. There's that smile I fell in love with ages ago.
He seems to have solved the problem and is looking far more contented.



What book?