Let Shanna decide.

Then the answer hit me: Let Shanna choose whichever one she wants! Handing the printout to her, I said, "Take your pick."

Shanna looked at the schedule for a minute, then pointed at one of the titles I'd circled earlier. To my surprise, it was the werewolf movie! "How about this one?" she asked.

"Okay," I said. "So, does this mean you like scary movies?"

Shanna shrugged. "I don't know about 'scary'. Most of the time, they're more funny than scary. Well, at least to me; I had this one date who was jumping in his seat every minute or so. Poor guy, I really felt sorry for dragging him along...."

I just nodded as Shanna said this, grateful for the fact that I have a decent tolerance to horror movies; hopefully Shanna wouldn't wind up feeling sorry for having my company tonight!

Shanna turned slightly toward the door, and I quickly stepped up and took the lead. As I went to open the door for her, her hand brushed briefly against mine, and the feeling was amazing. I had the briefest sensation of warm, soft skin moving across my own.

Once again, I had to snap myself out of my stupor. When we got to the driveway, though, I received my second shock in as many seconds when I realized that the car Shanna had parked in my driveway was a perfectly pristine red Corvette! Next to my used Camry which I hadn't washed in a month, its paint and chromed fenders gleamed under the streetlights.

Shanna looked back at me, still smiling. "Let me guess: you want to ride in my car?"