“Come back to bed,” Mia said as he reached for his pants.

     He leaned over her and kissed her. He loved kissing her. He didn’t ever want to stop kissing her, but he had to go. He had lunch with his mother in an hour and he needed to go home and change. He only had the clothes he’d worn to Mia’s place on Friday night and there was no way he could go to lunch with his mother dressed like that.

     “I’ve got to go,” he said, pulling reluctantly away from her. “I have a lunch appointment with my mother and you have family dinner tonight.”

     He slapped her...