My hand slowed before it stopped.
I hadn't even realized I had stopped wiping. A heavy sigh escaped me as I leaned over the table, my weight supported by my palms.
My mind was a wreck. The event from last night refused to leave me.
I really should have known.
*****
I stared at the diner's sign, frowning as I checked the address on my phone one more time.
"... That's strange."
The place was big and clean, brightened by the colorful lights.
"What are you standing around for?"
I turned. Alex brushed past me without stopping and pushed the door open.
"Wait! We're actually eating here?" I called out, breaking into a light jog to catch the door before it swung shut.
"No, we're here to smell the food."
I was stunned as he clicked his tongue before a smile formed on my lips.
"I'm just confused. You've never asked me out to dinner before, and now you're bringing me here?"
