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Chapter Twelve
There was no way she could’ve pulled this off without Kenneth’s help. Now all she could do was hope he had kept his mouth shut like he’d promised. It wasn’t going to have the same impact if it wasn’t a total surprise.
Reanna never put so much effort into planning a date in her life. But this wasn’t just any date, it was with the man of her dreams. Ever since he took her to the race track, she’d been racking her brain trying to impress him just as equally.
If this doesn’t do it, nothing will.
Jerry asked, “So not even a hint? I gave you one if you recall.”
“You did. But I don’t believe there was a set rule regarding giving hints,” she smiled. It was mostly because he was afraid he’d guess it. “I will tell you that we’re almost there.”
“Good, because I’m hungry,” he said.
She took her eyes off the road for a second and said, “How do you know we’re going to be eating?”
Jerry laughed. “Because I’ve been with you since before supper, and you haven’t eaten a thing.”
With a huff and her eyes back on the road she said, “You make it sound like I eat all the time.”
“No. You’re just one on a schedule. Nothing wrong with that. I actually am enjoying it. It’s been so long that I had a home cooked meal that I’m feeling spoiled.”
“Anything is better than the first one I attempted to make.” She couldn’t bring herself to use that oven again and actually purchased a new one. Not only was it mice free, but actually cooked at the correct temp too. “There will be food, but that is all you’re getting out of me. We are almost there so have a little patience.”
“If you haven’t figured it out by now, I don’t like surprises, and patience isn’t something I have much off,” replied.
“You tell me all the time to just trust you. Tonight, you’re going to have to trust me. You’re going to love it.” I hope.
She put on her turn signal and pulled onto the road that Back In Time Drive-In was on. Reanna hoped he didn’t guess until she turned in the parking lot. She wanted to keep this going to the very last second. Of course pulling in was only one piece. There was so much more.
She could see the sign in the distance. Please let it be the way I asked it to be set up. Reanna slowed down and put on her turn signal again.
“The drive-in?” he asked.
“Yes,” she smiled.
He signed. “I hate to tell you, but that sign says closed. But I appreciate the thought. We don’t have any in Boston and never went to one when I was kid either. I hear they are something you should experience at least once in your life.”
She continued driving up past the closed sign and up to the gate. Reanna gave the attendant a wave. Reanna had been there first thing in the morning when she had everything delivered and set up. Get ready Mr. Heart. I’m about to blow your mind with this. I hope.
The parking area was in real rough shape and between the bumps and the potholes, they were bouncing all over the place.
“I take it you’re giving me a tour?” he asked. “Or are we just testing the shocks on this truck. Because if that is the case, you need new ones,” he teased.
“Very funny.” The only good thing about him holding on while she drove through the parking lot was it kept him distracted until they made it on the other side of the concession stand.
“Sorry, I know you love this old thing.”
“It’s not that old. It’s a 96.” You’re about to see old.
“I stand corrected. It’s only pushing thirty years old,” he teased. As they pulled around the concession stand it was in perfect view like she had planned.
She pulled up beside it. The other truck was facing them, so the bed was facing the movie screen. “Okay, we’re here,” she said and noticed he was staring at the 1957 Chevrolet pick-up truck. It needed work but it was in decent shape, with a good chassis. From what she knew, that’s what was important when buying a classic vehicle. It would’ve been nice if she could’ve afforded a fully restored one, but those were going for one-hundred grand at the auction. She considered herself damn lucky to have found this one for twenty grand from a private owner. “I know it’s not a Ford, but wait till you hear it.”
He turned to her and asked, “Whose is that?”
Beaming with pride for actually pulling off the surprise, she answered, “Yours.”
He looked back at the truck and then to her. “Mine? You’re serious aren’t you?” he stated.
