My bear whines inside of me, and I clear my throat as I turn my truck toward town.
“Should we be worried about your parents’ spotting you in town?”
“Depends on where we’re going.”
“There’s a diner that’s good. Or we could head out of town a bit to this café.”
“The diner is fine. They won’t set foot in there.”
“Why not?”
“They’re snobs.”
I nod and turn to head towards the Full Moon Diner. The place is quiet when we pull in, probably because it’s not quite noon yet.
I park close to the door and hop out, hurrying to open my mate’s door and offer her my hand.
“Thanks.”
“Sure… baby,” I say, testing out the nickname.
Morgan raises an eyebrow at me, and I grin, shrugging at her.
“Just testing it out.”
“Keep testing,” she suggests, and I smile as we head inside.
“Sit wherever!” A waitress calls, and I lead Morgan to a booth in the back, away from the windows, but close to the emergency exit, just in case her parents do stop by and we need to sneak out.
“We’ll go to City Hall after this, right?” She asks, and I nod.
“Sounds good. We’ll have to wait three days,” I tell her.
“I know. I should be able to lay low and avoid my parents for that long.”
“Let me know if you need help hiding out.”
“I will,” she promises.
We both reach for a menu, and I study her as she scans the menu. She looks so pretty today. Her long black hair is pulled back into a low ponytail, but a few strands have come loose, probably from when she pulled her hat off.
She’s wearing a light pink sweater that looks so soft. I want to reach out and touch it, but I’m not sure how she’s react to that.
Don’t scare her off, my bear snaps, and I grit my teeth.
I’m working on it.
The waitress comes over and I order a water and a cheeseburger.
“I’ll have the BLT and a water, please. Thanks,” Morgan orders.
Once we’re alone, I turn to her.
“So, let’s talk about our wedding,” I start, and she grins.
“What about it?”
“You haven’t had your wedding planned since you were a little girl?” I ask, and she snorts.