He Chose His Step Mother, I Chose His Uncle
"An escape room wasn't a bad idea, but whatever. I've only had a granola bar today and yeah, I guess dinner sounds fun."
He nods, slowing the car as we cruise down a brightly lit street lined with upscale bistros. He points to a place on the far side of the road, a sleek, modern building with blue neon accents and a sign that reads "Blue Anchor."
"Do you like seafood?"
I grin, the excitement of the night finally bubbling over. "I love it. Especially when someone else is paying."
I don't even wait for him to park properly. As soon as the car stops, I hop out, the cool night air hitting my face. I look back at him, feeling more like myself than I have in months.
Hot Chapters