Fuck. The way he was feeling, he didn't think he'd make it home. "Do you want to go to my place? It's closer," he whispered in her ear before kissing her neck. She leaned back to look at him. "I thought we'd be dating." "We are, starting from now," he confirmed. "Well, I think we should go on dates first, before we end up in bed again," she said warily. Great. I even forgot how to date a girl, he thought guiltily. She was right, of course. If this were to work out, he had to learn when to keep his hands off her. Besides, she deserved to be treated well. "You're right. Sorry. So, do you want to go out with me tonight?" he asked, lightly running his hand on her arm. "Sure," she replied with a smile. "I'll pick you up at seven?" "Sounds good." He gave her a swift kiss and let her go. "I'll see you in a couple of hours." * Dylan drove back to his place with a silly grin on his face. After feeling shattered that Ari might have chosen Henry over him, this turn of events was better than he'd anticipated.
