The way her hand felt on his arm sent a shiver along his body and he blew out a breath of air. God, he did love it when she touched him.
"I like it when I am with you, too. It makes me feel like anything is possible." He grinned as he glanced at her.
When she spoke, he blinked. 'What? No. We're going to stargaze and picnic. You know, where we can see the stars? Away from the city?"
He slowed as he pulled over. "We can not go, if you don't want to. I promise, I am not intending anything against you." He felt a spike of hurt, and also worry, that she thought that, but even as he felt it, he knew it was fair. She didn't really know him yet, and he could be an axe murderer for all she knew.