"Hey, you never know," he says with a wink. "Maybe we could find someone who wants to sell their dream car." He leans in closer and whispers conspiratorially, "Or maybe... just maybe..." His voice trails off as his eyes sparkle with mischief.

You know what they say, "you can never go home again." But for tonight, you feel like you've been given a glimpse into the past. A past where things were simpler, more carefree... and maybe even a little bit better. As you enjoy your dinner with this man who feels so familiar yet so new all at once, it occurs to you that perhaps it isn't such a bad idea after all to let go of some of those responsibilities and just have fun for the night.

"Oh, you know me," Jessica says with a wink. "I like to keep things interesting." She waves her hand to hail a passing taxi, then turns back to you with a smile. "So, what do you say? Want to join us for dinner?"

Jessica beams at your reply, her eyes lighting up with pleasure. "Great!" she says as the taxi pulls over and they climb inside. "My friends are going to love you." She leans in close to whisper in your ear, "And I think I'm going to like spending time with you too." Her breath tickles against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine.