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Those rolling eyes now narrow. “Do you think I give a shit aboutspecial treatment?”
I do not, but I sense I’ve pissed him off. It’s safer than the sexual tension thing.
“No. Perk of the name. I’m ready to go.”
“Have you been shopping?” he asks.
“Um. No.”
I wave to Mrs Crossby as she’s packing her phone, purse, and a book into her bag.
Casper sighs once we’re outside. “Fine. We’ll stop at Waitrose on the way.”
That has me laughing. “I’m not that kind of girl. There’s an Aldi close by.”
It takes him a second to realise that I don’t shop in the high-end supermarkets.
“Right.”
“What’s with the face?” I ask. “I have stuff in the freezer for dinner; you don’t need to take me shopping.”
“Get in the car, Ainsley.”
“I feel like you say that to me a lot.”
“And yet you still fight me.”
He’s parked right outside the library where there isn’t even a parking space. As usual. I get in and try to ignore how good his car smells.
“Mexican?”
“I’m sorry?” I ask. “Wait. Are you asking if I want Mexican?”
His hands tighten on the steering wheel, and he’s never looked so uncomfortable before—so out of his depth. It’s unnerving because he asks girls out all the time. This is just an obligation.
“Do you?”
“Sure?” I say, and I think I make it sound like a question because he frowns like he’s the confused one.
I want to know what’s going on in his mind.
Oh my God… we’re going out to dinner together.
CHAPTERFOURTEEN
Casper pulls into the carpark of a nice Mexican restaurant that I’ve never been to, but Imani picked up a takeaway from here once, and I would die for their burritos.
He doesn’t talk to me as we get out of the car and walk into the restaurant. In fact, he’s said nothing since I told him that I do, in fact, like Mexican food.
I couldn’t bring myself to care that it was weird, exhaustion and the last of my adrenaline leaving me with very few fucks left to give tonight.
It could be that he’s a bit stunned to realise that we’re here and that this is happening. It’s not a date,obviously, but it’s the closest we’ve come to even being friends hanging out together.
We’ve never eaten out. Not as part of a group, even.
I look around while Casper talks to a server, smiling at her when she greets him by name at the door.
“For two?” she asks, and her expression tells me everything. In her mind, Casper is naked.
