“You haven’t listened to yourself before?”
Our server comes to our table before he gets a chance to answer. “Hello, gentlemen. I’m Sarah, and I’m gonna be taking care of you this evening. Can I get you started with some drinks tonight?”
I glance up at her. “I’ll have water, please.”
“I’ll have the same,” Hunter says, then he turns to me. “Do you want an appetizer? They have delicious crab cakes here.”
I nod. “Sounds good.”
Hunter looks back at Sarah. “And an order of crab cakes, please.”
“Two waters and crab cakes. Alrighty. I’ll get that in and give you a few to look at your menus.”
“Thank you,” Hunter and I murmur in unison.
When she walks away, I glance down at my menu, scanning the options. When I know what I want, I close it and place my hands on the table.
Hunter does the same, laying his hands palm up between us. I can’t help but smile as I reach across the table and rest my hands over his.
After our server brings us our water, Hunter smiles at me. “Wanna play a game of truth or truth?” he asks, a boyish sparkle in his eyes.
That makes me laugh. “Isn’t the game truth or dare?”
He nods. “Sure, but we can play it this way instead.”
“So why not just play twenty-one questions, then?”
Hunter gives me a grin. “Sure, do you wanna do that?”
Pulling my hand back, I tap my bottom lip, humming like I’m considering. With a smile, I nod. “Let’s do it. You go first.”
“Let’s do this rapid-fire. What’s your favorite color?”
“Blue,” I say. “What’s yours?”
“Also blue. When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?”
“A lawyer.” Something flashes in his eyes, but before I can let him feel sorry for me, I rush on. “What was your least favorite movie as a kid?”
“Easy,” he says. “The Sixth Sense. Scared the shit out of me.” He visibly shudders. “Teleportation or invisibility?”
“Teleportation.” Easy as hell to answer. It would have made showing up at his house so much easier when I wanted to die. God, how was that just over six weeks ago? It feels like it’s been a lifetime. “What’s a skill you want to learn?”
“Woodworking.” Hunter smiles. “What’s your favorite candy?”
“Depends. Chocolate? Reese’s Fast Breaks.”
“Okay. What about your favorite candy that isn’t chocolate?”
I scoff, raising an eyebrow. “That’s cheating. You can’t ask two questions.”
His mouth falls open. “It wasn’t two questions. It was a continuation.” When I just stare at him, he laughs. “Alright. Fine. Your question, then.”
“Do you believe in love at first sight?”
Hunter pauses, cocking his head to the side. “Maybe not at first sight, but pretty damn close after.” My stomach flips at the intense way he’s staring at me. “What’s your favorite non-chocolate candy?”
A loud laugh bursts out of my chest. “I like Nerds.”
