"You finally agreed to come on this date!" Valentine squealed with a girlish fleur, his hands grippingthe steering wheel with manicured precision. He shot her a wink. "I thought I’d have to send a formal summons to the slums to get an hour of your time." 

Nadia laughed, the sound lighter than it had been in days. She leaned back against the headrest, imitating his dramatic tone. "And why not? A girl can only take so much of her own company beforeshe starts talking to the walls. Besides, look at you!" She gestured to his stunning two piece. "What are you up to, Val? You are looking fine as hell....