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“The sun is going to set soon…. I was hoping we could go somewhere. There’s a park with a bench not far from here.”
“I’m familiar with it,” he said with a knowing smile.
“You are?” I asked, tilting my head to the side. “I thought maybe we could talk there…and watch the sunset. If that’s okay—”
“Sure,” he said, and we turned to walk back in the direction Wyatt came from.
“You must be thirsty,” I said, handing him the cup, wiping the condensation on my pants as we walked down the block.
“Cherry Coke Slurpee?” he asked, looking inside the cup.
I nodded. “I took the bus to the 7-Eleven and got the biggest one they had. It’s starting to melt, but…”
Wyatt took a huge gulp. “It’s perfect. And I’m impressed that you took the bus to get it.”
“It’s a longer ride than I’d expected.”
“I know, right? We really need one on campus.”
“I also got you these,” I said, reaching into the front pouch of my backpack as we approached the corner. We could see the park from where we stood.
“Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups,” he said; his smile broadened in approval.
“You know I sat on that bench a few days ago,” Wyatt said, tilting his head toward the empty bench on the edge of the park.
“You did?”
“Yep,” he said, tapping the pizza box in his hands. “I had to see what all the fuss was about.”
“Do you mean—”
Wyatt wiggled his eyebrows playfully. “Sausage, onion, barbecue sauce, and bacon.”
“And?”
“And I think it’s the best pizza I’ve ever tasted. I can’t believe more places don’t have this.
“I know, right? It’s tragic.”
“Well,”—he closed the top and tapped the cardboard—“Tuscano’s is going to add it to their menu.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, but they’re not calling it an S.O.B.”
“Really? Then what will they call it?” I asked, shocked but having no idea what other name would possibly fit that pizza.
“The Tilly,” Wyatt said with an impish grin.
“What? For real?”
“Yes.” He looked so proud. The way he looked at me gave me goose bumps, and his gaze was as soft as a gentle caress.
“H-how…” I stammered. “How did you pull that off?
“The owner had never heard of the combination before. He asked me what it was called, and so, I took advantage of the situation. I told him it’s called The Tilly.”
“That’s…amazing,” I said, in awe of him. “I can’t believe I’m a pizza.”
