Zach couldn't figure out why he was nervous on Friday afternoon. He was almost thirty-nine years old and had been a grown up for a long time. It was just a date for crissakes, but his stomach wouldn't be convinced. Every time he thought about having dinner with Laney - and maybe even kissing her goodnight afterward - he got as horny as a teenager. Of course, it was his first regular date in...years. Yeah, maybe he could blame his jitters on being out of practice.

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