“Oh–” Isaac let out a quiet laugh and ran his fingers through his hair. “I mean, I’m always free– Yes, I’d love to.” He concluded with a single nod. “And yes, breathing always works wonders.”
Blaine was trying to figure out how to salvage his dignity if this ended with a polite ‘thanks but no thank’s almost missing Isaac just said the opposite. A look of surprise crossed Blaine’s face before he let go of the breath he held. “I–Great! Great! Um? I could pick you up around six? We could stop for coffee in case it gets cold? My treat?”
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