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"I need to warn you now, after that crazy woman who stalked me, I don't do sleepovers on the first date." His hilarious comment made me laugh, releasing the tension I'd built in my body as he led the way out of diner and into the crisp late-night air.
Still holding my hand, he spun me until I stood in front of him before he reached down and slid the palm of his other hand into mine. Holding them both in front of us, a slow smile curved his lips and he wiggled his legs as if a burst of nervous excitement had gripped him.
I found that move quite endearing and I was glad that it had demonstrated a little of his feelings, because otherwise, Sawyer would have appeared a little too cool and smooth to be true.
"Do you have any plans for tomorrow? Is that too soon to meet me again? I'm out on tour a week from Monday, for a month, and I'd like to spend time with you before I need to leave," he said as he thought on his feet. "Maybe we could take the ferry out to Staten Island, see the Statue of Liberty, and perhaps grab a bite to eat. Do you think your son would like that, or have you taken him out there already?"
"Colby. His name is Colby and he's spending time with his father this weekend." I was touched he'd immediately thought of my responsibility to my son, but unlike Logan—who'd introduced Poppy to Colby after only a couple of weeks—there was no way I'd have any man around my boy unless we were in a serious relationship. "No offense, Sawyer, but to be honest with you, my son's emotional welfare is at the forefront of my mind. I don't want to introduce him to random men who might disappear after he's become attached."
"Ouch. It stings that I'm still in the random men category, but you're right. My bad. In that case, how do you feel about a short ride out to the beach and maybe something to eat?"
Part of me was still not one-hundred-percent sure I was doing the right thing. Especially since I had felt attached in such a short time when he'd left me that day in the wine bar, but I found myself agreeing again. "What the hell. Okay."
"Yes!" he exclaimed, just like he'd won the lottery, and he fist-pumped the air. It had been decades since I'd done that myself and I felt old again at that moment.
