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“So, do I get to know where we’re going this time?” she asks, following me out of the diner after we’ve said our goodbyes to my aunt and uncle.
“Nope.”
“But we’re walking?” she guesses, looking around.
“It’s not far. I promise.” I reach out and take her hand, sliding my fingers through hers with such ease you’d think I’d done it a million times before.
I’ve never been much of a hand holder. Hell, I’ve never really been one for any kind of PDA that didn’t end up with me sneaking off somewhere for a quickie. But it feels different with Finley. I want to touch her as much as I can, anyway I can.
“So, you’ve lived here your whole life?” Finley inquires after a couple minutes of silence passes between us.
“Born and raised.” I nod.
“I bet you were super popular in high school.” She looks up at me and I swear my knees fucking wobble.
What the hell is wrong with me tonight?
“I guess you could say that.”
“Let me guess.” She taps a gloved finger on her chin, pretending to mull it over in her head. “Captain of the football team, prom king, and if I had to place a wager, my bet would be you dated the head cheerleader who walked around school in your letterman jacket.”
“In my letterman jacket?” I bark out a laugh. “What era are you living in?”
“What? Those aren’t a thing?” She looks amusingly confused.
“Not around here they aren’t.” I shake my head, not able to brush the smile from my lips.
“Okay, nix the jacket. How did I do with everything else?”
“Well, I didn’t play football.”
“Really?” She seems surprised. “I thought for sure I had that one pegged.”
“I was more of a basketball guy.”
“Were you the captain of the basketball team?”
“I don’t know that there was a captain. We were just a team. But yes, I’d say I was as close to a captain as you can get.”
“Close enough.” She nudges me with her shoulder. “Prom king?”
“Homecoming.”
“Of course you were.” She sighs. “And your high school girlfriend?”
“Which one?”
“I had a suspicion you were a bit of a player but I was trying to be nice.”
“I wasn’t a player. I just wanted to explore my options.”
“Which is kind of what a player is, is it not?”
“Okay, fine. Maybe I had a bit of a reputation. But I’m not that guy anymore,” I add, knowing she can probably see right through me.
“Sure you aren’t.” She smiles.
“I’ve just been waiting for the right woman to come along.”
