“Perfect.Since I’m not driving, I can have a margarita,’” she joked and then scrunched up her nose at him.
He chuckled, put the vehicle in gear, and pulled out.“There’s one over on the south side a buddy told me about.”
She nodded as her eyes scanned the buildings they passed.She caught sight of some people on the sidewalks, but otherwise, that part of the city had calmed down when the businesses closed for the day.
“I like this time of night in the city.I love the lights, and the traffic isn’t horrible,” she admitted.She turned toward Kaleb with her hands in her lap.“Do you have any hobbies?”
“I run...”
“Yuk!”
He chuckled.“I like to hike,” he added.
“I like that.”
“Good, something in common,” he said lightly.
“What about you?”he asked her.
“Reading, cooking, gardening.”
“Is there more?”
She shrugged.“Probably, but I want to hear some of yours.”
“First, I’d like to know where you garden.I saw several house plants, but I don’t think you think of that as gardening.”
“I did when I lived in a house a while ago.”
“What made you move to an apartment?”
She caught the questioning glance he sent her way and tried not to show any reaction.It was too soon in their friendship to talk about her past.
“It saves money,” she murmured.
She could tell he had more questions and was relieved he let it go for the moment.
They made it to the restaurant, and then Kaleb pulled into the parking spot and parked.
“Hold on, and I’ll help you down.”
She smiled and unbuckled.She twisted in her seat when her door opened and reached for him when his hands circled her waist and lifted her out.
Her breath caught when he just stood and held her against him for a long moment before exhaling and moving back.He grabbed her hand and walked them into the restaurant.
She gripped his hand and glanced around the place.It looked like authentic Mexican food, which she loved.
“This place looks great,” she said and smiled up at him.
“This way, please,” the hostess said and walked off.
She took them to a booth in the back of the restaurant and handed them each a menu after they sat on opposite sides of each other.
She glanced up and caught the look of disgust on the waitress’s face.Myla’s gaze quickly turned to Kaleb to find he was still reading the menu and relaxed.Myla’s eyes narrowed on the waitress.
“I’d like a margarita with ice,” Myla said, keeping her eyes on the waitress.
“I’ll just have what’s on tap, please,” Kaleb said without looking up.
