Page 18 of Switchin' Lanes

Our waitress comes back with our drinks andquesothen takes our order before walking away again. We fall into an easy conversation, like always. Our conversations have always come so naturally. It’s one of the things that drew me to her. She also hops topics so conversations are never boring.

An hour later, we’re done eating and I’ve paid the check. The sun is starting to set which makes now the perfect time to move onto phase two of our date.

“Are you ready for the surprise part of the date,” I ask her.

“I’ve been ready since you picked me up.” She pokes her tongue out at me.

“Better put that thing away before I do something like bite it.”

Her eyes go wide for a split second. “You wouldn’t.”

“Wanna try me?” I smirk.

Her cheeks turn the same color as her hair. I caress her cheek with my thumb.

“I love making you blush,” I tell her.

She playfully smacks me. “Of course you do.”

“Your cheeks turn the same color as your hair. It’s adorable.”

My words make her blush deepen and I laugh.

Twenty minutes later, we’re back on club property but not near the clubhouse. There’re two great climbing trees, but for the most part, it’s an open field.

“What are we doing here,” Tink asks.

“This is the best spot on the club’s property to watch the sunset and for stargazing,” I tell her.

“What? How do you know that?”

“I’ve spent some time exploring. I come out here when I really need to clear my head,” I admit. I climb out of the car and walk around to the trunk. I take out one of the blankets and spread it out on the ground.

“You came fully prepared,” she says. I turn to face her, she’s looking in the trunk.

“Of course. All the blankets you could need. There are some goodies in the cooler, too.”

She opens it and her mouth pops open. “My favorite snacks and drink.”

“Only the best for you.” I grin.

She grabs the cooler and sets it on the ground by the blanket while I grab the pillows and some more blankets.

“If you get cold, even with the blankets, I have a hoodie in the car,” I tell her.

“I think I’ll be okay as long as I get to cuddle with you.”

“That can be arranged.” I pull her into my arms and kiss her. “Let’s get comfy.”

I prop the pillows up so neither of us are laying completely flat. Once we’re both sitting, I pull a blanket over us. It’ll get colder as it gets darker, so I’ll add layers as needed. She snuggles into the nook of my arm and we watch as the sun goes down.