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His eyes narrowed for a moment, and she wondered if he was using some of his detective skills to learn things about her. "Ohhkay. How about we start with menus? They're big enough for the two of us to see them at the same time." He picked up his coffee mug for a sip and she copied his movements, taking a sip of her mug at the same time.
It was a little too hot for her liking, but she'd forgotten to blow across the surface of the coffee to cool it down.
"What about Italian?" He placed the menus in front of her. "Or burgers. Or sushi."
She reached for that menu. "You like sushi?"
He shrugged. "I like fish."
She opened the menu and looked over the items. "Why don't you order what you normally-"
"Molly?" He sat down beside her and placed his hand over hers. "Get what you want."
She worried her bottom lip. "I'm sorry. I-"
He pressed a kiss to her lips, stunning her into silence. When he broke away, she felt like she was dreaming.
"I know this whole thing between us might seem like we're on a runaway train, but I think we’re on the right track.”
"This..." she hesitated, unsure of how to continue.
"This... you and me? Or this ordering takeout like we've been together for years and haven't had a good date night in ages?" His thumb rubbed at the back of her hand. "It feels like we're going backwards on this. Moved in before our first date, but just like working as a detective in Precinct Four, we're just going to jump into things headfirst and-"
"Sink or swim?"
He shrugged. "Sure. That's one way to look at it."
"And if I don't know how to swim?"
"Then I'll teach you." He leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Now, go ahead and figure out what you want to eat before your stomach gnaws a hole right through you."
His words eased some of her worries, but she was still a little off kilter. Having that gap in her head wasn't going to make it any easier to navigate what could be a great relationship.
Having a possible target on her back wasn't making it any easier.
There were just too many questions in her head to relax or enjoy much of anything.
"Hey."
She looked at him and then he touched his forehead to hers.
"You and me," he explained, "I think we would have gotten here on our own, but this whole thing sped up the clock. When I heard you on the phone, I had the scare of my life, but I'm trying to focus on the one good thing to come out of that attack. I have you here, with me."
"And me feeling like a fish out of water?"
"What is it about you and water?" He shook his head. "Well, it's going to be a little awkward between us at first, but I think we'll figure things out soon enough."
"I've never lived with anyone." She felt heat flare in her cheeks again. "I feel like I'm going to make a lot of mistakes."
"Mistakes can be fun. It's not like I've lived with a woman before. But as far as things go, I think we'll make the best of it."
It was the confidence in his tone that affected her the most and gave her hope that this might actually work out between them.
"Like this morning," he leaned back and grinned at her, "you hadn't had an orgasm with a partner before and it turned out okay."
She gave him a wide-eyed look. "It was more than okay."
"Glad to hear it." They both had a little chuckle at that. "And besides," he smiled to assure her, "practice makes perfect."
