Brooke hesitated when Parker began his response by saying ‘I’d love to,’ in such a way, because she was certain that a ‘but’ was soon to follow. And sure enough, it did.<br/><br/>At first, she had to wonder if she was so out of practice that she was now making up romance in her head. Had she imagined the entire flirtatious banter between them?<br/><br/>Before she could really spiral, Parker continued and stated that he wanted to be sure her new car would be perfect. Still, it felt in a way like a rejection. Brooke peeled her gaze away from Parker and looked down at her purse, tucked against her lap.<br/><br/>Parker suggested a plan to go grab her car after ensuring the detailing was perfect before then driving it over to personally drop it off. Brooke glanced at him again, not sure if he meant what she thought he meant, again wondering if she was reading more into his words than she should.<br/><br/>But then he suggested that they call it a date. Brooke’s smile returned, even wider and brighter than it had been, before. “If it’s a date, then wouldn’t<i>we</i>be celebrating?” She inquired, giving him a flirty look before opening the passenger door and slipping out.<br/><br/>“It’s a date… Parker.” She tried out his name again, this time sounding much more sure of it and how it sounded on her slightly rasped voice. “See you then.” She turned away after shutting his door and made her way up the walking path to her condo, giving him a bit of a show with her hips swaying side to side like a seductive pendulum.