"I nod. "Thanks. Molly was definitely right about one thing, you know." A grin inches across his face. "That I'm gorgeous?" , I think. "No," I say. "I that you're a really nice guy, but now it looks like you're developing this huge ego problem . . ." I swat at him playfully and he catches my hand. "One more thing. When Deo is back safe and sound . . ." He stops and his shoulders slump. "What?" "Well . . . I was about to ask if you'd want to go to a movie or get dinner. But we'd probably have to worry about you picking up a ghost or me realizing the guy at the next table is about to punch his waiter. Maybe we could just watch Netflix and . . ." He stops again and closes his eyes. "I truly suck at this. I was not going to say , I swear to God. I was going to say watch Netflix and order takeout." I lean forward and kiss him. It's a quick kiss, just a featherlight brush of my lips against his. He looks surprised. I probably do too, because that wasn't at all planned. It just seemed right. "I'd like that, Aaron. When all of this is over, I think I'd like that a lot."