He gave me a crooked smile. “Yup.”
“You’re still not going to tell me wives watching where we’re going, are you?”
“Nope.”
We walked wives watching out onto the street, and I tried to hail a taxi. Brian took me by the arm and led me to the parking lot where his car was. We got in and he started driving North out of town.
“How am I supposed to know that you’re not kidnapping me?”
“You’re going to have to trust me,” Brian answered.
I reached over and took his hand in mine. “What if I already do?”
He had to watch the road, but there was definitely a smile on his face. “Then you have nothing to worry about.”
That ended my questioning about what we were wives watching doing. Whatever it was, he certainly went through a lot of trouble to set it up. About fifteen minutes after we left wives watching, he asked me,
“Did you take a nap today?”
“No,” was my reply.
“You might want to. You don’t want to get tired.”
I gave him an odd look but decided against protesting. I pushed my seat back and settled into as comfortable of a position as possible. I must have fallen asleep quickly because the next thing I remembered was Brian shaking me and telling me that we were there.
I stepped out of the car and into the grass. I looked around and discovered that we were in a field of grass, and Brian had
wives watching pulled the car right into the middle of it. Now I was definitely confused.
“Alright, Bri, where are we?”
“We’re in a little park about an hour an a half upstate. I used to come here when I was an
wives watching undergrad with my friends. Look up and you’ll see why I brought you here.”
I looked up
wives watching at the sky, and it was fillled with all the beautiful stars that you never get to see in New York. Brian had chosen the perfect night; it was clear and warm.
“Brian, this is fantastic. I haven’t been able to see this
wives watching many stars since I was a kid.”
He didn’t answer. Instead he opened the trunk of the car and pulled out a basket and a large blanket.
I raised my eyebrow. “A moonlight picnic in the middle of nowhere?”
“What can I say? I’m hopeless
wives watching.”
“I don’t think I’d have it any other way, baby,” I said. I helped him get the rest of the things out of the trunk. There was a loaf of bread and a bottle of wine that couldn’t fit into the basket. I pulled out the wine and looked questioningly at Brian.
“Well, I didn’t originally plan on
wives watching coming out here, but it was such a beautiful and clear night. I’ve got to drive, so there are some cokes in the back for me, but
wives watching that wine is for you.”
“It’s ok. We can save it for when we can both drink it,” I said. “I’ll have coke, too.”
We unfolded the blanket and put it on some dry grass. Brian pulled out some plates and dishes from the basket. “I’m sorry that it has to be a cold meal,” he said. “I could pop some of this on the radiator and see what that does.”
“I think we can heat things up on our own,” I said as I gave him a kiss guaranteed to cause anyone within a 10 mile radius to blush. “I
wives watching really do appreciate all the effort you put into this.”
Dinner
wives watching consisted of some delicious cold pasta, sandwiches, salad, and some grapes and cherry tomatoes. I ended up feeding most of the fruit to Brian. Every once in a while, I would lean in to kiss him
wives watching and share a grape or tomato. Brian’s intention was probably to spend a lot of time star gazing. We did that for about ten minutes and spent the rest of the time making
wives watching out.
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