"To add to the mystery," I say with a laugh, leaning in when he does and kissing him softly on the mouth, just because I can. "We won't be having lobster, but hopefully I can make it up to you."
I reach out and take his hand, threading our fingers together and leading him away from the restaurant and towards the boardwalk. And then I keep on leading him down onto the beach and down a bit towards a more secluded spot tucked between some rocks. The closer we get, the more nervous I get, but I just have to hope he'll like it.
"Here we are," I say nervously, gesturing to the picnic I've set up. There's a large blanket pinned down at the corners with rocks, and a basket in the middle. I go over to it and sink to my knees, opening it up and taking out various take out containers. "I found a place that does southern food. We've got fried chicken, fried okra, grits. I'm not really sure what grits are," I say with a furrowed brow, and then shake my head as I pull out more food than either of us could eat, and then I set a plate of big, juicy peaches in the middle of it all.
"I know it won't be as good as the food you'd get at home," I say with a shrug, "but I wanted to try and give you a little piece of it."
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Date: 2016-05-09 06:17 am (UTC)I reach out and take his hand, threading our fingers together and leading him away from the restaurant and towards the boardwalk. And then I keep on leading him down onto the beach and down a bit towards a more secluded spot tucked between some rocks. The closer we get, the more nervous I get, but I just have to hope he'll like it.
"Here we are," I say nervously, gesturing to the picnic I've set up. There's a large blanket pinned down at the corners with rocks, and a basket in the middle. I go over to it and sink to my knees, opening it up and taking out various take out containers. "I found a place that does southern food. We've got fried chicken, fried okra, grits. I'm not really sure what grits are," I say with a furrowed brow, and then shake my head as I pull out more food than either of us could eat, and then I set a plate of big, juicy peaches in the middle of it all.
"I know it won't be as good as the food you'd get at home," I say with a shrug, "but I wanted to try and give you a little piece of it."