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She glanced around the car and let out a frustrated groan. “You don’t have cup holders. I think the world is ending.”
“Sorry, darlin’.” I chuckled. “I think you’ll survive.”
She let the bottle dangle from her fingertips. “But what if it spills.”
“Better not,” I said in a low, warning tone.
She let out a light twinkling laugh. “I’d never do that.”
She sat back, her blonde hair blowing around her shoulders from the wind.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she whispered.
“Me either,” I agreed. “But it’s going to be fun.”
“Loads,” she concurred.
And with that one word I knew I was in big trouble.
Willow
We spent a good thirty minutes driving further south, trying to find a place to eat that didn’t look like it belonged in a horror movie.
We finally stopped at a place called Granny’s.
I had my doubts about it, but Dean seemed to think it was safe.
He parked the car at the front of the building and killed the engine.
The parking lot was full of rundown cars and motorcycles, which I eyed warily.
“Dean…” I hedged.
“It’s fine,” he promised, “besides, I’m starving and I can’t wait another minute to eat.”
I followed him inside the building and was surprised to find that it was relatively clean, with shiny oak floors and wood beams crisscrossing the ceiling. Tables were scattered around with menus already placed in the center.
Dean waved his hand forward, indicating that I needed to go first and pick the table.
I chose one near the window.
We hadn’t been waiting long when a frazzled young waitress—she couldn’t have been much older than me—scurried over to our table for our drink order.
“Water,” I told her.
If I had any more soda right now I’d be so hyper Dean would want to knock me out with a tranquilizer.
“Water.” Dean smiled up at her.
“Copy cat.” I kicked his leg lightly.
“Ha, ha, ha,” he intoned, returning his gaze to the menu as the waitress ran off.
I looked down at the menu, scanning the items. It was practically time for lunch, but since we’d skipped breakfast I eyed that portion of the menu.
When the waitress returned I ordered pancakes and Dean ordered the Granny’s Special, which equated to pretty much everything on the menu.
“How are you going to eat all that?” I asked him, sipping my ice water.
