Me
Are we going on a hike?
Atlas
Kind of.
Me
What does that mean!
Atlas
Just be ready to go in twenty.
Me
Okay, well I’m ready then.
Atlas
Be there soon, Little Rose. Thanks for agreeing to this date. I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time.
Me
Go on a date with me, or what we’re doing on the date?
Atlas
The first one. Be there soon xox.
Oh, and you look fucking gorgeous.
Snorting out a laugh, I look at myself again. I don’t see it. I’m in the same thing I’ve been wearing all day, regular old clothes.
But his compliment fills me with a rush of giddiness.
Atlas is knocking at my door fifteen minutes later.
“What if I wasn’t ready?” I ask as soon as I answer the door.
He grins down at me and god, it’s hard not to swoon. This man is so attractive, it’s not even funny. “Hello to you too, Little Rose.” His voice is thick and husky. He steps forward, closing the space between us, gripping my chin and pressing a kiss to my lips.
“Hi,” I breathe out, head spinning.
“To answer your question, I’d happily wait for you to be ready. I’d always wait for you, Briar.”
Damn this man. Why is he so perfect?
Stepping outside, I lock the door behind me.
“What are we doing? Where are we going?”
“You really don’t like surprises, do you?” he chuckles.
“No, I do. I’m also impatient depending on the circumstance.”
“I’m starting to see that,” he chuckles. I follow him down the steps, stopping when we get to his truck.
