“Always an admirable thing.” He took a look out at the dancing crowd. Travis doubted most of them had the kind of thinking Kensie had. How many would get into an accident on the way to wherever they were going? How many were going to get into trouble because of their lowered inhibitions? Travis looked at his companion.
“Take out crème brule or your crème brule didn’t taste good? Just to know if I should avoid it all together.” He blinked and sat speechless, stunned at her question. Did she…? Did he just…?
“Are you asking me out?” No. Of course not. It was probably just to talk easier was all.