Page 94 of The Things That Hold Us

He leads me over to a wooden barrel he turned into a table. There are all kinds of snacks, sweets, and drinks in a cooler. I cannot believe he did this.

“I got every snack I could think of, because I didn't know which was your favorite, and I got street tacos because I feel like I remember you mentioning loving them.” he smiles at me.

“I also got wine, if you want it, and there are some sodas and juice pouches as well.”

He really went all out on this.

“This is incredible.” I tell him, hoping he understands just how much I really love this.

“Where do the blankets go?” I ask, wondering if we're just roughing it on the ground, or if he had a plan.

“Oh, one second.” he holds a finger, then jogs over to his truck, turning it around.

He jumps out and grabs everything, then proceeds to make a bed in the back of his truck.

It's like something straight out of a movie.

Jumping down, he holds his hand out for me to grab, “Ladies first.”

I use his hand as leverage to push myself up, then kick my shoes off so I don't dirty the blankets.

Logan walks over to the snacks, “Which do you want first?”

“Oh um, is there popcorn? Gotta have popcorn with a movie. Oh and twizzlers.”

He laughs, and holds up popcorn and twizzlers.

He really did think of everything.

He climbs up, snacks and tacos in hand, then sits down next to me handing me a box of tacos.

Not just a couple. A whole box.

“You know the way to my heart.” I tease, but I’m afraid it's starting to become true.

He smiles, and grabs a remote for the movie out of his pocket.

“What movie? This could make or break you tonight.”

“I think I’ll be ok,” he laughs and winks at me.

The screen turns on, and I see that it’s Pride and Prejudice.

My head whips over to him, and I see him smiling before he even sees my face.

“Pride and Prejudice.” I say.

“I seem to recall this is your favorite movie. And it just so happens to bemyfavorite movie.”

I shake my head, completely in awe of everything he’s done so far tonight. This had to have been incredibly time consuming. But he did it. He did it for me.

My heart starts beating faster, and my nerves start to take over. He must notice, because he reaches over to me, and sets his hand on mine, calming my shaking.

“Relax, Charlie girl. Just enjoy the movie, and eat your box of tacos.”

Charlie girl.

That's the second time he’s called me that. I try my best to push away the thoughts that are stirring aside, and shut everything out.

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