"Scare me away? No." She shook her head, puzzled. Until she thought of what he must be talking about. That date had ended pretty badly, but for the most part, she remembered it fondly.

She got up on her knees on the bed and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him lightly. "Just because we both messed up at the end doesn't mean that everything about that date was bad. I still love the music. And France. And the wine. Even the beach."

"And especially you."