“I’ll stay, on three conditions,” I said harshly.
“One, you’re paying for everything.”
Jensen smiled. “Alright, I was already planning to.”
“Two, if you even dare to call me Foxy Roxie, or make any other reference to the past, I will slap you silly.”
Jensen’s smile grew, his eyes twinkling and he shrugged. “I’d like to see you try but okay, what else?”
“Last but not least, after tonight’s date, you have to promise me you won’t try to find me or contact me everagain.”
“I’ve heard that before,” I muttered to myself.
“Hey, you’re the one who said not to make any reference to the past but you already are.”
I scowled. “Fourth condition, do not question me.”
With a sigh, Jensen raised his hands up in surrender by his side and sank back against his seat. “You win Ms. Payes.” And then, as if the past few minutes had slipped out of his memory, he asked with a good-natured smile on his lips, “What do you want to have for dessert?”
My lips twitched. “Now for that decision, I’ll need a menu.”