Chapter 5

"Next time, I'll return the favor." 

"What do you mean?" 

Zack looked at me and pointed at the two of us. "This, Glenn. The dinner, the view, the company ... I want to take you to a place to eat with a view that's just as good as this." 

Luckily I had a beer, so I sipped it to hide my smile. If I kept staring at Zack and thinking about what he had just said, I might have done something silly because I was happy. And why was that? Another dinner meant another date—I mean, another chance to see him again. 

"I don't like eating at fancy restaurants like I mentioned before. First, I don't want to dress up just to eat; secondly, I always think fine dining is pretentious and a waste of money. I hope you won't be offended by that." 

Zack laughed instead. "None taken. Does a restaurant with a great view have to be fine dining? Not necessarily." 

"The point is ... you don't need to go through all the trouble just to return the