Page 151 of The Plan

“Or else what?”

“Nothing! Nothing!”

“What happened, tough guy?”

She tries to fight me off, and I eventually stop tickling her and just drop my dead weight on her. She taps my back, and I rise just a bit so she can breathe. “Get off.”

“Kiss first.”

She gives me one, then taps my back.

“Magic word?”

“Please!” She laughs again, and I shake my head softly. “Pretty please?”

“Uh uh.”

She looks up at me, and we just gaze at each other for a few seconds. “I love you.” With a smile, I get off from her, and when I help her up, she takes deep breaths like a dramatic little shit.

She looks around the picnic again, and she looks so happy, I could keep her here forever. “Tell Jackson I said thank you.” I feel my brows scrunch, and while I want to take all the credit, he did do all the work.

“It wasmyidea.”

“When did you even think of this?” I tell her it was while I was playing earlier, and she only nods. We keep eating the rest of the food, talking about nothing in particular. The sun is starting to set behind her, and it looks gorgeous, but the view in front of me is even more breathtaking.

“Open.” I do as she says without a second thought, and she tries to throw a grape into my mouth, but it hits my forehead. “Damn, let me try again.” She grabs another one but misses once again and hits my eye.

“Your aim is shit.”

“Shh, let me try again.” She’s going to miss, but I let her. When she throws it this time, I move my head to the side so I catch the grape in my mouth, and her hands shoot up with excitement.

“That was a good one!” We both laugh, and I don’t bother telling her she definitely would have missed it if I hadn’t gone out of my way to catch it because she seems happy she made it.

“Here.” I get a grape and turn to her. “Let me try.” She scoots back a bit, and I shoot. She squints her eyes at me as she chews on it, and I grab another one, also making it.

“Okay, this is too easy. I’m too close.”

I break into a laugh because she’s just a sore loser. “We’re the same distance as when you—”

“Uh uh, you have an advantage.” She stands, so I follow with a handful of grapes. She takes about five steps back and crossesher arms like she already won. When I make the first two, she pouts.

“You’re cheating.”

I break into a laugh, and all of the memories of when we first went out on our bowling date came flooding back. “Vidia, how can I cheat? I’m throwing grapes—”

“Again.” She takes five more steps back, putting a bit of distance between us. I go to pretend I’m going to shoot, and she moves her head to the side.

“You little shit.You’rethe cheater.”

She startsgiggling. “Okay, fine. Go.” When I throw the grape and aim for her forehead, she has a smug smile on her face.

“Ha! You don’t have a perfect aim.” She says it in anI told you sotone, and I only roll my eyes.

“Mhm.” I bite back a smile and take a seat back down on the blanket. She walks back to me with a smile on her face. Little shit.

“Let's dance.”

“What?”

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