"This seat's taken?"
Sara frowned, turned toward the voice. "Yes. Yes, it is."
The man sat down anyway, looked around the restaurant with interest before refocusing on Sara. "This man you came in with…"
"My husband."
"Oh. And you two…"
Sara's lips twitched with a smile. "…are incredibly happy together."
"Yeah?" There was surprise in the man's voice.
Sara's face softened lovingly. "Yeah."
A wide smile spread over the man's features.
Sara's shoulder lifted. She reached for his hand over the table, patted it warmly. "So, huh, you like to role paly?"
"If the company's right."
Sara grinned. "I'll keep it in mind."
He turned her hand over, held her gaze as he pressed his lips to its palm. "You do that," he whispered, his warm breath on her skin sending delectable shivers down her spine.
She licked her lips, held his stare steadiy. "I will."