““I don’t do one-night stands, Tammy. Not my style.” She sighed, sounding exasperated, but she was secretly pleased at his declaration. “I’m…the same way, only things haven’t worked out.” “I understand.” He continued to stroke her hair with one hand, his other arm wrapped around her, holding her to him and showing possessiveness in an affectionate way. She studied him for a moment and saw the sincerity in his expression, then sighed again. “Fine. Then we’re dating now. All right?” He gave her the warmest smile. “You’ve got it.””
