big diner in town, well known for its extended menu, catering to all kinds of palates. Their pizza is actually the best in town; I remember my dad took us boys there almost every Saturday night when we were kids. Large Hawaiian with extra green olives—my favourite.
Lakes. See ya in 15? I hit send again and hear the whoosh. I realize there is a car impatiently waiting behind me when I am startled by its horn, honking at me to move. I wave my hand out my window, flip the turn signal to go right, and check for traffic.
I pull into Lakes’ large parking lot and see that Addison is already here. She's leaning against the fender of her car, looking too sexy to be legal. She's wearing a pair of frayed jean shorts and a well-fitted blue t-shirt. I find a parking spot near the back, away from everyone else.
“You look beautiful.” I take her hand and kiss it lightly.
“Not too bad yourself.” She gives me a wink and curls her fingers into my hand.
“Okay, where did you get this car? I almost died when you got into it earlier.”
She blushes and turns to look at the car. “It was my dad's, his first car.”
“Well, you look sexy as hell in it.” I grin, and she smiles innocently at me.
Lakes has a typical diner theme—white walls, retro-styled seating areas rimmed with metal edges. A large menu over the opening to the kitchen, where you can see some of the staff hastily cooking amidst the steam of the grills and fryers. It's usually busy at lunch here, so I'm surprised when we find a table so quickly.
“Hey, Blaine!” A happy voice greets me; it's Sadee, the girlfriend of one of my nephews. Nick's kid, Bobby.
“Hey there, Sadee. What's good today?” I motion to the menu board. She smiles at Addison and looks at me with an approving smile. “Well, the special today is a bacon cheeseburger with any side. For $5.95.”
I salivate at the thought and look at Addison. She's reading the large menu and then turns her eyes to Sadee. “I'll have that! With fries and a Coke, if you have it.”
“And I'll have the exact same.”
“Alright, guys, I'll be back with your drinks in a jiffy!” Sadee says, bouncing off, writing down our order in a little spiral notebook.
“What?” Addison asks, when she notices that I'm gazing at her. I clear my throat and adjust myself in the vinyl seat. Every time I look at her I see some new beautiful detail, like the small and very faint splash of freckles across her nose.
“Oh, nothing.” I smile.
“Tell me about your family.” She asks slowly, batting her long lashes over her big blue eyes. I look out the window and try to piece together how to explain the Blackstocks’ to her.
“Well,” I start. “My mom and dad met in grade school—grew up here, too. Got married young, then she got pregnant with my brother Nick.”
She reaches to hold my fingers with hers, and I squeeze them gently. The touch slows and races my heart all at the same time.
“Owen came long two years later. They lived at the ranch; it was my great grandfather's.”
Sadee is back with our drinks.
“Thanks, Sadee.” I look up at her.
“No prob, guys. The food should be out soon!” Sadee says before leaving again.
“Sadee is my nephew's girlfriend,” I tell Addison. “Bobby, he's Nick's oldest son.”
“How much older are
Lakes. See ya in 15? I hit send again and hear the whoosh. I realize there is a car impatiently waiting behind me when I am startled by its horn, honking at me to move. I wave my hand out my window, flip the turn signal to go right, and check for traffic.
I pull into Lakes’ large parking lot and see that Addison is already here. She's leaning against the fender of her car, looking too sexy to be legal. She's wearing a pair of frayed jean shorts and a well-fitted blue t-shirt. I find a parking spot near the back, away from everyone else.
“You look beautiful.” I take her hand and kiss it lightly.
“Not too bad yourself.” She gives me a wink and curls her fingers into my hand.
“Okay, where did you get this car? I almost died when you got into it earlier.”
She blushes and turns to look at the car. “It was my dad's, his first car.”
“Well, you look sexy as hell in it.” I grin, and she smiles innocently at me.
Lakes has a typical diner theme—white walls, retro-styled seating areas rimmed with metal edges. A large menu over the opening to the kitchen, where you can see some of the staff hastily cooking amidst the steam of the grills and fryers. It's usually busy at lunch here, so I'm surprised when we find a table so quickly.
“Hey, Blaine!” A happy voice greets me; it's Sadee, the girlfriend of one of my nephews. Nick's kid, Bobby.
“Hey there, Sadee. What's good today?” I motion to the menu board. She smiles at Addison and looks at me with an approving smile. “Well, the special today is a bacon cheeseburger with any side. For $5.95.”
I salivate at the thought and look at Addison. She's reading the large menu and then turns her eyes to Sadee. “I'll have that! With fries and a Coke, if you have it.”
“And I'll have the exact same.”
“Alright, guys, I'll be back with your drinks in a jiffy!” Sadee says, bouncing off, writing down our order in a little spiral notebook.
“What?” Addison asks, when she notices that I'm gazing at her. I clear my throat and adjust myself in the vinyl seat. Every time I look at her I see some new beautiful detail, like the small and very faint splash of freckles across her nose.
“Oh, nothing.” I smile.
“Tell me about your family.” She asks slowly, batting her long lashes over her big blue eyes. I look out the window and try to piece together how to explain the Blackstocks’ to her.
“Well,” I start. “My mom and dad met in grade school—grew up here, too. Got married young, then she got pregnant with my brother Nick.”
She reaches to hold my fingers with hers, and I squeeze them gently. The touch slows and races my heart all at the same time.
“Owen came long two years later. They lived at the ranch; it was my great grandfather's.”
Sadee is back with our drinks.
“Thanks, Sadee.” I look up at her.
“No prob, guys. The food should be out soon!” Sadee says before leaving again.
“Sadee is my nephew's girlfriend,” I tell Addison. “Bobby, he's Nick's oldest son.”
“How much older are
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