Calvin Holman
"I am good to go if you are." Calvin laughed. He was hopeful, she seemed coherent enough and all the up close and personal dancing had told him all he needed to know about the little tattoo artist walking beside him.
He'd lead the way, his hand entwined with hers. "Glad you think so," he'd laugh but it was a little forced. He didn't feel like a nice guy, but here was an attractive girl who was actually into him.
Pausing, there in the middle of the sidewalk, he'd stop and lean down to press a warm, soft kiss upon her lips, if she would let him.
"I am good to go if you are." Calvin laughed. He was hopeful, she seemed coherent enough and all the up close and personal dancing had told him all he needed to know about the little tattoo artist walking beside him.
He'd lead the way, his hand entwined with hers. "Glad you think so," he'd laugh but it was a little forced. He didn't feel like a nice guy, but here was an attractive girl who was actually into him.
Pausing, there in the middle of the sidewalk, he'd stop and lean down to press a warm, soft kiss upon her lips, if she would let him.