Jolly and Anna left the theater hand in hand. Jolly asked, "Would you like to get a coffee or something?" He didn't want to seem pushy but definitely wanted to spend more time with her.
She tilted her head and asked, "Didn't you say something about having a new french press?
For a moment, he wasn't sure he'd heard her right. Did this brilliant, fascinating woman really just imply that she wanted to go back to his place?
A little shyly she added, "I'm sorry, was that too forward?"
"No! No, not at all," he said, blushing and grinning. "I would love to make us coffee." They walked back to his place, enjoying the cool evening. Their conversation wandered from the movie, to embarassing school stories, to the news, and into comfortable silences. They held hands all the way to his front door.
The coffee was excellent. The kissing was even better.