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“Hungry, Diane?” I question with a grin, using the same quote she did on me the day we met.
Danny throws her head back and laughs, the sound making my heart trip in my chest, before slipping out of my hold on her and grabbing my hand. “I’m starving, and you promised to feed me a cheeseburger.”
Lacing my fingers through hers as she starts tugging me to the door, my eyes stay glued to the perfectly round globes of her ass that the material of her dress clings to, wanting to sink my teeth intotheminstead of a burger.
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“You didn’t reallyskip out on your wedding before you came here, did you?”
My question makes Danny start choking on the last fry from her plate she just put in her mouth, and I quickly apologize, pushing her soda closer to her across the table while she pounds her fist against her chest.
As much as I wanted to take her somewhere much nicer for dinner than cheeseburgers and fries at The Barge, Danny insisted she just wanted to do something casual here on the island, and it just made me like her even more. Once again, Spencer was right. Sitting here having dinner with Danny in a place I come to all the time has made the nerves I’ve felt since I first asked her on a date completely disappear while we ate and chatted. Even with The Barge being packed during the dinner rush, and even with all eyes glancing our way every so often, it feels like it’s just the two of us, sitting in a booth in the back corner.
“I really should have had you make a list of all the stupid shit my brother told you,” Danny complains once she takes a sip of her drink and stops coughing.
“I think this is the last of it.” I shrug with a guilty smile.
She lets out a sigh, pushing her empty plate to the side and balling up the napkin that was on her lap to toss it on top. I do the same, until we’re both resting our elbows on the table, leaning closer to each other across the top.
“I definitely did not skip out on any wedding.” She laughs softly with a shake of her head. “There wasn’t even an engagement. I did find a ring in Asher’s dresser drawer the week I quit my job, but he never gave it to me. At this point, I don’t even know if it wasforme. I found out he was screwing half of Chicago while we were dating, and I broke things off months before I left town. I probably should have broken his dick off instead.”
I can’t help it; my grin is so big it hurts my face, even though I want to wring Tristan’s neck and burn this Asher guy’s house to the ground for betraying her. It’s not that I would feel any differently about her right now if she really did skip out on her wedding. But knowing she doesn’t have someone back in Chicago she’s still in love with makes me happier than when my team won the Virginia State Bowling Tournament last year.
“Freaking Tristan,” I mutter. “Just for honesty’s sake, the night of Sip and Bitch, when you left your phone behind, I responded to one of his texts to you.”
Danny’s eyes widen in shock, and then she quickly grabs her phone from the seat next to her, tapping at a few things on her screen, while I hold my breath, hoping she doesn’t get mad at me.
“Oh my God!” She laughs as she looks down at her phone, making me unclench my tightly folded hands on the table in relief. “No wonder he hasn’t sent me another message since then.” She sets her phone back down on the bench and then slides closer to me across the table on her elbows, the motion making the neckline of her dress dip until I have an eyeful of her cleavage. “Thank you for that. I think I’ve reached my monthly limit on how many times I can tell him to fuck off. Just so you know, that was pretty hot. Where to next?”
Home, naked, now….
Rubbing my hand against the back of my neck, I quickly lean back in my seat before I catapult myself across the table or say what’s on my mind.
“What in the world are you two doing out in public?”
My hand drops into my lap, and my head flies up to stare at my grandmother who just walked up to the table… hoping she feels the power of my glare and remembers she actually does have a filter, even if she chooses to never use it.
“I thought for sure you’d spend your date somewhere a little more private, with less clothing,” she muses as she looks back and forth between us, making me groan and Danny hold her fist against her mouth to stop herself from laughing.
Probably because she knows it’s too soon for us to get naked, so stop thinking about her naked!
“It’s always a pleasure to see you, Dottie.” Danny smiles at her.
“I shouldn’t be the one giving you pleasure tonight, sweetie.”
“Okay, you can go now.” I quickly slide out of the bench seat and stand up next to my grandmother, pulling her in for a hug just so I can whisper in her ear, “Shut up, or I will put you in a home.”
My words just make Dottie laugh as she gives me a squeeze, then pulls out of my hug.
Grabbing her to-go container of food she set down on the table, she gives me a wink, tells Danny they need to meet for coffee and tattoos soon, then she’s off, moving over to another table to talk to some friends.
“I’m sorry your family really sucks, but you are more than welcome to take mine.” I sigh with a shake of my head as I sit back down, making Danny laugh before she grabs her drink and finishes off her soda. “Where were we?”
“I think you were about to tell me where we’re going next on our date.”
The nerves are suddenly back, and I grab my balled up napkin from the top of my plate and start tearing it off into tiny pieces. “I… um… I thought we could grab some drinks at Wavy Lanes, then maybe play a game or two?”
Now that I said it out loud, it sounds like the dumbest, most boring and cliché idea for a first date ever.
