Summer ducked her head, smiling a smile of perfect happiness, before letting his hand go and bending to dinner. After a little bit, she looked back up at Tony. “Thank you for dinner, too. For a first date, this is … I just … thank you.” A gleam of mischief entered her gaze again. “Did you have anything else planned for tonight? There are a few things I can think of to do … ”His grin returned. “I figured I had to make a good impression.” The expression turned into something playfully mischievous again, still playing at innocent. “There might be another little thing,” he replied. “But you can’t have that until after dinner,” he added with mock sternness, and resumed eating.
“So I should hurry?” she laughed, putting a cranberry in her mouth. “It’s too good to hurry, though … ” She closed her eyes for a long moment, focusing all her attention on the taste. “Just a hint?” Summer peeked, opening one eye at Tony.