After buying a bouquet of flowers, they went to the ancient town's moat to release river lanterns.
In a single evening, they did many of the things they'd been wanting to do for a while.
It was late by the time they got home.
Shane Sterling drove Isla Prescott to her apartment complex. When he parked, he took her hand, unwilling to let her get out of the car.
"When are you going to move in with me?" Shane Sterling asked.
"I think keeping a little distance between us is good for now."
"Well, I don't."
"What's wrong with it?"
"I can't hold you at night. It ruins my sleep."
"But you get all handsy in your sleep, and that ruins *my* sleep."
Shane Sterling immediately promised, "I'll keep my hands to myself."
"Do you even believe that yourself?"
Isla Prescott knew better than anyone what he was like in bed.
