“You’re asking me out?” Cara was so surprised she stopped in her tracks and stared at him.

Gregg’s eyes danced. “Isn’t that what it sounded like?”

Cara nodded. “Kinda.”

He smiled in delight. “Then I guess so.”

Well, wasn’t that just her luck? She’d asked for something good to happen and what did she get? Dracula’s dad, out trolling for a date. If there was a God, He had a sick sense of humor. But she guessed she’d figured that out a long time ago.

Still, Gregg had a point. Going home would not be fun. Not fun, at all. She looked at him. He was older than any guy she’d ever been with, but still kind of sexy, in a strange, mutant-x kind of way. And those leather coats did not come cheap. Could be dinner wasn’t the only thing she could get from this deal. Sure, he’d likely expect something in return for his time and his money, but even that might not be so bad. It’s not like she hadn’t slept with guys for less than that.

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