" Depends,” I answered. “Are you here to tell me Ginger owes you three million dollars now?”
“Nope.”
“Are you here about Ginger at all?”
“Nope.”
“Are you here to freak me out in any other way?”
“Nope.”
“This would include asking me for a date,” I warned.
“Babe, don’t date,” he replied.
This was a surprise so I tipped my head to the side. “You don’t?”
“Do tequila shots followed by five hours of sex count as a date?” he asked.
“Um… no,” I answered.
“Then I don’t date.” I smiled at him.
Then, stupidly, I asked, “You can have sex for five hours?”
He smiled at me.
Yikes.
Moving on. "

― Kristen Ashley , Mystery Man (Dream Man, #1)