“Honey, it has been way too long since you’ve had a date.”

Autumn turned towards Ian. “What do you mean?”

He leaned over the table so she could hear him whisper. “A man that sexy walks by, within licking distance, and you don’t even glance at his finely sculpted Adonis form.”

She looked at the man who had walked past. He was attractive. But not her type. “So what?”

Ian laughed. “So you’re not even horny anymore. And girl, that’s a bad ...