Never Too Late

"I asked you to the senior prom, but I didn't take you," Brooke spoke with evident regret."However, if it isn't too late, I'd like to take you out now. I don't know of any proms that wecould crash, but hopefully I'll show you a good time." Her smile was so endearing that it wouldbe impossible for me to refuse. "So you want to?""Of course it's not too late. I'd love to go somewhere with you. Oh, and just so we're clear, Julieknows about this, right? She called me a little while ago saying that she and I were going out."Brooke grinned. "Yes, she's my pimp."I laughed as she reached for my wrist, slipping the corsage on. "It's beautiful. Should I change?Next to you I don't look dressed up enough.""You think that you could look better than what are you--amazing?"Damn it, she made me blush. My cheeks were probably shining like Rudolph the reindeer's nose."Thanks.""You're welcome. Are you ready?""Yes." Walking outside, I locked my door."If this were the prom, I would have rented a limo for us. Have you ever ridden in a limo?"Brooke asked as we headed down the three steps attached to my small porch. I wondered how Ihad missed the long black stretch limousine parked on the curb. The driver's door opening, asharply dressed man walked toward the rear of the large automobile and opened a door for us."Nope." Offering our driver a small wave I slipped in beside Brooke. Grinning, she informed methat I was doing it again. Because I didn't know what it was, I asked her to clarify."The one word replies. I see that you haven't grown out of it."I shook my head, smiling just a little. "Nope."~~~~~~~~~~After eating the most delicious porterhouse at a romantically inclined steakhouse in Scottsdale,Brooke asked me if I wanted to go to a bar, however, she wouldn't tell me what type of bar shehad in mind. Parting from the chauffeur and his limousine at the steakhouse, my uh…date led meto a black Jaguar, which turned out to be hers. Enveloped in supple leather, I enjoyed the ride toour next destination."Coop?""Hmm?"