We head back towards Wolf Valley, and I tell him about some of my favorite restaurants and spots in New York along the way.
“How’s your dad doing?”I ask him as we park outside of Toasty Buns.
“He’s good.He retired a few months back.Now he putters around the house and helps out at the shop when I need a hand with something.”
“You took over for him?”I ask as we head inside.
“Yeah, I bought him out.”
“Good.I know how much you love that place.”
We head over to our favorite booth, and I slide in across from him.Neither of us reaches for a menu, and I grin as a waitress comes over to take our order.
“We’ll take two bacon burgers and two chocolate shakes,” Foster orders for us, and I grin.
“I can’t wait,” I say once the waitress leaves to place our order.
Foster grins, and I grin back at him.He’s got a smudge of grease close to his hairline, and I stare at it, wondering why that little smudge makes him so damn hot.
“Cameron said that you were still single,” I blurt out.
I want to take the words back as soon as they’re out, but it’s too late.
“Yeah, I’ve been busy with work and stuff,” he tells me, and I nod.“What about you?”
“Still single,” I confirm.
“Well, at least we still have the marriage pact,” he jokes, and my heart kicks against my ribs.
I’ve thought about the marriage pact a few times over the years, but I guess I thought that Foster had forgotten about it, or maybe that it was just a joke to him.
“That’s true,” I try to joke, but I’m not sure that it comes out like one.
Our food is dropped off, and I take a bite, moaning as the burger melts in my mouth.Foster stares at me, his hungry gaze locked on my mouth.
A tightening starts in my core as I stare at him.Only Foster has ever been able to make me feel like this, like I’m burning up.An ache settles deep inside of me, one that I’m familiar with.
I’m a twenty-two-year-old virgin.No one at college ever tempted me.No one besides Foster has ever made me horny like this.He’s fueled all of my fantasies, and now that I’m back here and close to him again, all of those feelings are bubbling up inside of me.
I want to seduce him, but I don’t even know how to go about that.A bubble of courage grows inside of me, and for the first time in years, I want to make a move on my best friend.
Foster finishes his food first, and I drain my milkshake, looking around as the place starts to fill up with people.I recognize more than a few of the people, and I smile and wave at a few.
Everyone looks so much older, and it hits me then just how much time has passed since I was here last.
I’ve wasted years pining after Foster.I should have told him how I felt about him long ago.
Mrs.Campbell shuffles past with one of her grandchildren.My parents told me that her husband passed away last year, and regret starts to nag at me.
I want to know what it’s like to be with Foster.I don’t want to waste years or decades wishing that I was with him.God forbid if he starts dating someone in town.I know that I would never be able to handle seeing him with anyone else.
So maybe it’s about time that I made my move.
“Anyone that you want to stay and talk to?”Foster asks, breaking me from my thoughts.
He’s, as usual, ignoring everyone in the place except me.
He’s always been like that.There could be a whole group of people calling his name or trying to get his attention, and he would never look away from me.I know that most people in town think of him as a grump, and he is, but not with me.Never with me.
