Katie and Andre had dessert.

Katie looked at her dessert in delight, which was a caramel cheesecake. Obviously, Gordie would call this a pompous name, she thought.

"Pardon me if I am too straight, sugar. But I was wondering how a woman like you, who is smart, beautiful, and well-spoken, is still single," Andre asked, taking a bite out of his dessert.

It made Katie blush slightly that he thought of her that way, "to be honest, like you, this is my first date in some time, and I haven't been looking."

He smiled as he leaned back in his chair, "So tell me, why'd you agree to go on a date with me?"

She paused for a moment, looking into his eyes. "Well," she began, "I guess I saw something I liked; you're definitely not like anyone I've ever dated." She grinned at him and took a sip of her drink. "Plus, I figured it would be nice to get to know you better after what we did in the club."

He leaned in slightly, clearly enjoying the compliment. "So what type of person would you say I am?" he asked playfully.

She looked at him, playfully batting her eyelashes. "Oh, I don't know," she said coyly. "You seem like a bit of a bad boy."

"And what makes you say that?" he asked, leaning in closer to her.

"Well," she said, "you were pretty handsy with me at the club the other night."

"What can I say? I like what I see." He reached out and stroked her cheek, running his thumb along her bottom lip. "And I know you liked it too."

Her eyes softened, melting at his touch. This wasn't the same man she met at the club, he was nothing but a gentleman the whole night, and she felt comfortable, even safe.

"So why don't we pick up where we left off?" he said as he looked into her eyes.