Their meals came and they made small talk, but it was patently obvious that their minds were elsewhere. Mason barely tasted the food on his plate, the scent of Lisa in his nose and the lingering taste of her on his lips far too distracting to concentrate on the food in front of him. He was sure it was excellent, but he was more interested in his date and what he would do to her when they got home. Lisa seemed just as distracted and a quick check with his fingers told him she was just as ...