“Now there are two options we can go fancy or casual, which do you prefer?” He asks.
“Definitely casual, plus I want to get to know you more not have to deal with socialising with other people”. Was that too forward? I look over at him smiling and he reaches out and grabs my hand squeezing it tightly before softly kissing it. “Casual it is”.
We arrive at a row of restaurants as I go to get out he stops me, “you stay here, it will only take a sec”. He gets out and walks in to one after the other, coming out each time with a bag. When he returns he puts the food in the back and brings the car to life again. We drive for a few more minutes silently as I draw shapes into his palm that rests on my thigh while staring out the window. We turn onto a secluded road and drive for a while before I
