“I figured our first date should probably be something at least memorable,” Seth started, his voice wavering. It was the first time I’d seen him with his feathers ruffled, and I liked it. I liked it a lot.
“Date, huh?”
“Well. Ah. Yeah. I mean…It could…”
I was a masochist. Truly evil. Watching him bumble and stumble had me getting more and more enamoured with him.
“Wasn’t dinner with your family our first date?”
“Hell no. That was a disaster, definitely not a date.”
“Oh.”
“Why? Did you think it was?”
“Well, I don’t know. The ice cream and the kiss were pretty damn epic.” Seth blushed, and my mission was accomplished. After embarrassing the crap out of myself today, especially after pouring warm yoghurt down my leg, seeing Seth looking awkward and off-balance evened the playing field. At least in my mind it did.
“It was. But…but…we’re here.”
We’re here? Where the fuck were we? We were bumping down a dirt road, if you could even call it a road, track was probably more accurate. Five minutes ago we were in suburban Sydney, and now we were in the middle of the damn bush. Was he driving me out here to bury me in a shallow grave?
Before I had a chance to work myself up too much, the car came to a stop out the front of an old, country-style home. One very similar looking to the one I’d grown up in. “What are we doing here?” I asked as Seth unbuckled his seatbelt and jumped out of the car heading towards the woman waddling towards him in her jeans and flannel shirt.
For a minute I watched him talk to her, handing her something before coming back to the car and opening my door. “You ready to go?”
“Go where? What are we doing? Come on, Seth, you need to give me something.”
“You don’t need your purse. Leave everything in the car. You just need your sunglasses and your phone in case you want to take some photos.”
“Photos of what?” I whined, zipping up my bag and stuffing it under the front seat before turning back to Seth.
“Photos of our amazingly awesome first date.”
“First date doing what?”
With a wicked smirk on his lips, one that showed just how much fun he was having driving me crazy, he reached out and dropped his hands on my shoulders before bending down to my eye level. “Turn around,” he rasped out before spinning me where I stood.
I managed to turn without stumbling, something new for me today, but when I did, I shivered. Seth had fucking nailed it.
