No.

You take Sara by the hand to lead her down the hall towards your apartment and away from Lisa's place just in case she is listening behind her door.

"What if I promise you it'll be just a date," you whisper. "No sex."

Sara eyes you suspiciously. "You're going to pass up the opportunity to have sex with a petite Chinese girl?"

"I didn't say forever," you chuckle. "Just tonight."

She turns to look down the hall and bites her lower lip.

"Pinky swear," you smile, offering your right pinky finger.

"Okay, you promised," she nods and hooks her right pink finger with yours.

"So you're okay with me having a dinner date with Lisa?"

"Yes," she nods again. "And I'm sorry..."

"For what?"

"Being selfish."

"Hey, you didn't want me to get hurt again," you smile. "I understand."

"Go enjoy your dinner date!" she sniffs, wiping her wet eyes. Before she opens the door she gives you a quick peck on the cheek. "Don't forget your promise!" With a weak smile she goes inside.

You stand in front of your apartment door for a minute to try to process what just happened before you head to Lisa's apartment and knock on her door.

Your neighbor immediately opens it.

"Oh, hey," you smile.

"Hey," she smiles back, looking down the hall to see if Sara is around. "Come on in!"

"Thanks!" You glance back at your apartment door before hurrying inside, handing Lisa the shopping bag. "Here's the rest of the groceries."

"Thanks!" she cheerily takes the groceries and heads to the kitchen. "Have a seat at the couch."

"Do you need help?"

"No, I'm fine! Remember, I invited you to dinner," she replies as she unpacks the vegetables. "You're my guest, so make yourself at home."

You were about to make a joke that making yourself at home would involve fucking her but since she had already teased about it you keep your mouth shut and sit down.

"Tea?" she asks from kitchen.

"Yes, please!" you yell back.

She comes out, bringing out a teacup and teapot, and places the teacup down on the coffee table before pouring the tea for you.

"Thank you," you smile and take a sip of the jasmine tea.

"Help yourself to some more," she suggests, placing the teapot down on a woven bamboo teapot coaster. "Also, here's the remote. Watch tv, Youtube, or Netflix while I make dinner."

"Thanks!" You watch her head back to the kitchen before turning your attention to the television and turn on the Youtube app, curious what kind of videos she watches.

Lots of cat videos. Cooking shows. K-pop music videos.

"It smells great!" you note as you watch a video of two fat cats lounging around.

"Thanks! It should be ready in... fifteen minutes?" she shouts back.

"Okay," you reply back then notice an interesting video in her watched history.