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I love potato skins with extra sour cream."
"Yes. I make my own at home and load 'em up with bacon. Bacon is also something I will eat at any point in the day, on anything. I ordered a cocktail at a bar in New York that came with bacon in the drink."
"Well, yeah, it's bacon. Bacon has the power to solve all of the world's problems."
She gives me a sincere smile, and I know she's not messing with me.
This woman is amazing.
"So not a salad and grilled chicken girl?"
"That's not my go-to, no. But I will say I do love a good chicken Caesar salad. I'm not afraid to eat, though. I enjoy food, and I like trying new things. Besides, I run and do yoga. If I can't eat what I want, then what's the point?"
"True. I work out at the gym just so I can eat what I want and not be six hundred pounds. It's a huge relief that you actually enjoy eating. I was afraid I would get stuck with this Barbie doll that only ate rabbit food. And look at that, we actually have something in common."
I'm hoping she starts to see me as a person and not just this asshole she has been forced to marry.
Not that we're married. I want her to see me for who I am.
That nerdy hot guy she met on a bridge.
The guy she can play video games with and stay up all night talking to.
"Technically we have three things in common now. We both like food, we both play video games, and we are both secretly plotting the death of our fathers," she says with a teasing smile, but I can tell she actually means that last one, even just a little.
"I know of a few spots off the top of my head where we could bury them. But not together. That would be too suspicious if ever found," I tease right back.
"Of course. I mean, if you can't learn anything from watching CSI, I don't know what the point of the show was."
Diana lets out a big laugh and I melt.
It's good to hear.
For a moment, I almost let myself believe that we're living a normal life.
As we walk towards our campsite, I can feel the tension between us ease.
It's as if the open air, the sound of the river nearby, and the twinkling stars above have a way of washing away our worries.
We unpack our tent and sleeping bags, and I set up a small campfire.
We sit on logs by the fire and roast our hot dogs, stuffing them with all the fixings we can find.
We even get a little creative with our s'mores, adding peanut butter and jelly to the mix.
As we sit there, the sun slowly sets, casting a golden hue over everything.
"It's getting dark," says Diana, looking around herself.
"Oh look. The stars are coming out."
I look up at the night sky and smile.
I take her hand and guide it to point at the sky, tracing the constellations with my fingers.
"That's Ursa Major, also known as the Big Dipper," I say, pointing to the bright stars forming a recognizable shape.
She follows my movements, curious and fascinated.
