This is going to be fun.
I leaned over, whispering, “The only thing they serve is tongue. You like tongue?”
A roaring laugh came from deep inside as Brayden grabbed his stomach. “You’re fucking perfect.”
I smiled sweetly. “Whatever do you mean?” I sipped from my water glass with my pinky out.
“Goonies. Yes. Thank you for that.” He looked down at his menu again. “But seriously, what should I get?”
The server came back over with our glowing adult-Capri-Sun-looking beverages. “Are you ready to order?” he asked.
I glanced at Brayden and he gestured to me while looking up at our server. “I’m going to let the lady order for me.”
I licked my lips, trying to come up with the perfect plan of attack for our meal. “All right, we’re going to have one order of the angry sweet potato, an order of kale, some eel tacos, and the steak.”
“All amazing choices. You got an awesome girl here.” The server took our menus and left us be.
“He’s right,” Brayden remarked as he grabbed his drink, giving it a closer look.
“Yeah, my ordering skills are on point.” I winked at him. “Are you going to try your drink or are you just going to stare at it all night?”
Brayden cocked his head to the side. “I just don’t know what to make of this. It looks like a child’s drink.”
“It’s their alcoholic take on that fruity drink, Capri-Sun. They’re made in a variety of tropical flavors, complete with light-up LED ice cubes.” The mango in mine was so refreshing, I was on cloud nine.
“You sound like an advertisement for this place when you put it like that.” Brayden sucked on his straw and his eyes got wide. “That is fucking delicious!”
“So, since this is a date, maybe we should ask each other cheesy getting-to-know-you questions.” I was getting so nervous and excited about sitting down and getting to know Brayden.
He smiled. “All right. Shoot.”
I tapped my finger to my lips. “Ok, what do you look for in a woman?”
“Throwing out the big guns from the get-go, I see.” He chewed on his bottom lip before looking me dead in the eyes. “I am looking for someone that is my best friend and my adventure partner. Someone that will be a good mother, eventually. Someone affectionate that likes to be touching while we are together. Oh, and they have to like my sister, love dogs like it is their job, be into hockey, and wear killer bright-colored heels on a first date.”
“The lucky heels for the win.” I raised my drink in the air and Brayden knocked his against mine.
“How are these heels lucky?” he asked with an eyebrow raise.
“Martha, one of my two friends, has decided that good things always happen when she wears them, so she insisted that they come out with me tonight.”
A small smirk rested on his lips as he nodded. “Gotcha. Well, I like them a lot.”
“Thanks.” I played with the napkin in my lap, trying to keep from blushing too much. “Your turn to ask me something.”
“Hmmm, let’s see. What to ask.” He grinned. “Are you a cuddler?”
I shook my head. “I feel like that is a loaded question.”
“How could that question be loaded in any way?” He sniggered.
“Because, I like to think I am cuddler, but in reality, cuddling is nice for about five minutes and then you get hot or your arm falls asleep and the other person is equally as uncomfortable, but no one says anything for fear of hurting their partner’s feelings.”
“Touché.” Brayden bowed his head in agreement. “I have to say I couldn’t have put it better myself.”
“All right, my turn.” I racked my brain for a good question. “Do you usually date women or this a new thing for you?”
Brayden pursed his lips, holding back a smirk. “I won’t lie, I have a reputation for just sleeping around. I don’t usually date, to answer your question.”
