It's Not A Date [5]

"Hey, it's not like I want to enjoy it," she huffed, crossing her arms. "But it's a holiday, and I know you're just going to lie around and waste it. So I figured, since we're already out here, we might as well do something."

Whoa. Defensive much?

I wanted to say, Relax, I get it—you're embarrassed, but I kept my mouth shut. No way was I about to tease her. Not when she was clearly trying so hard to play it cool.

I mean, who knew how she'd react?

"So… what do we do first?" I asked instead, trying to keep things simple.

"Lunch," she said immediately. "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, a bit," I nodded. "Lunch sounds good. Is that alright with you?"

She blinked like I'd just asked for her permission to breathe.

"Of course it's alright! But that's not all we're doing."

Oh no.