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“How about where did you grow up?” I thought I would start off easy. She picks up her wine again and takes a sip. She puts it down and starts to run her finger on the base of it. “Kenz?”

She looks up at me and says, “Oh, sorry. Umm, I grew up in Jersey.” No fucking way.

“Really? So did I. Where did you grow up?” She seems completely d

istracted again, so I wait a minute before I clear my throat.

She looks over at me, gives me a sad smile, and says, “I grew up in Union Beach.”

“That’s cool. I grew up in Toms River. Have you ever been down that way?” She shakes her head no and picks up her wine again. I am starting to feel like I am prying, but I don’t understand why.

“Do you want to tell me about your family?” I ask it as a question because I’m not sure what she wants to talk about.

“My dad raised my brothers and me. My mom passed away when I was five.”

“I’m sorry, Kenz.” She looks at me and I see the sadness in her eyes.

“Thanks, Campbell. What about your family?”

“My parents have been together since high school. I have a younger sister, Alexis. I absolutely adore her. She goes to school in Florida so I don’t see her nearly enough.” Just then, our waitress brings us our food. We both take a few minutes to enjoy before we start to talk again.

“So how did you meet the girls?” We have had steady conversation after that awkward start. I think she was just nervous. I love learning everything about her. We’ve talked about school, our future careers, music, movies. It’s the best fucking dinner I have ever had.

“We met during orientation. They are amazing. I don’t know what I would do without them. How about you and the guys?” I tell her how we all met and little about both of them.

“They seem like great guys.”

“They really are. Pain in the asses, but my pain in the asses.” I say laughing. “Well are you ready to get out of here?”

“Sure.”

I pay for dinner and grab her hand as we walk out to my truck. She looks up at me and smiles. “Thank you for an amazing dinner, Campbell. I had a great time.” I kiss her cheek as we continue to walk.

“You are so welcome, beautiful. Are you up for one more stop?” I ask as we make it to the truck.

“Of course I am.” With that, I open her door for her, help her in, and close the door.

We are in the truck driving to where I want to take her. I hope she doesn’t think this is corny. Young gave me a bunch of shit when I told him what I had planned. I thought this was fucking romantic as hell, but now that it’s going to happen, I really hope she doesn’t think it’s stupid.

“Are you going to tell me where we are going?” I look over at her and she is smiling that amazing smile.

I give her a grin, reach over and grab her hand. “We are almost there.” I say and give her a wink.

I park the truck and we walk the rest of the way to Central Park. We are holding hands, but not speaking. It’s not an uncomfortable silence, just seems like we are both taking everything in. When we reach the park, I am nervous as hell. I don’t want to let her know that I am lacking the confidence of my plan though.

We walk over to where a horse drawn buggy is waiting and I say, “Your chariot awaits beautiful.” Fuck, I sound like an idiot. I look over at her to see she has tears in her eyes. I pull her away from the carriage, just far enough so that we are out of prying eyes. “What’s wrong beautiful? We don’t have to do this if you don’t want. I just thought it would be a romantic thing to try out.”

She looks up at me and a tear runs down her cheek. “Campbell, it is the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me. I’m not sad, I’m overwhelmed with all these emotions.” She wraps her arms around my neck, so of course I pull her to me.

I rest my forehead on hers and say, “Kenz, I hope that as long as we are together, I can do things to have you cry tears of joy.” I lean down and press my lips to hers. Having my arms around her, my mouth on hers and our tongues tasting each other is too much. My dick is so hard that I’m sure she can feel it. I need to pull away because I don’t want our first date to be our first time. I mean obviously I want to have sex with her more than anything, but I want to make it special for her. Something she will remember. I pull away and wrap my arms around her to hold her close to me. “I can’t seem to get enough of you Kenz.” She has her cheek pressed against my chest, just like she did last night.

“I feel the same way, Campbell.”

I kiss her head and say, “Well, would you like to take this carriage ride?”

We are in the carriage and I have to admit, this is fucking romantic. I pull Kenz into my side so her back is on my chest and wrap my arms around her. She is such a little thing I feel like I could break her if I squeeze too hard.

“This is absolutely beautiful.” She says looking around Central Park. “I’ve lived here nearly four years, this is the first time I’ve been on a carriage ride.” I smile because I am so fucking happy that I am the one that she gets to experience it with.

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