He wanted to call and have a limo pick them up, but Beth insisted on driving. She did let him pick the restaurant from a list of suggestions.They were seated at a very nice Italian place with an old stone fireplace and a dozen small round tables covered by pristine white cloths. Classical music played quietly, allowing for the possibility of private conversations.Colin smiled at her from across the small table. “You look lovely.”“You already said that.”“It’s still true.” “Thank you. You look rather handsome yourself.”“Wait until you see me without any clothes. I’ll blow your mind.”She bit her lip to keep from chuckling too loudly. “I have seen you without your clothes on.”He nodded. “That’s right. How did that go over again?” His head dipped to the side and studied her.“I was under the impression you knew how to behave in public as long as you weren’t dosed with Xanax and the entire contents of the courtesy bar. Should I have prepared a list of appropriate dinner topics for you?”“Ah, like the rain in Spain?
