“I thought we could grab some dinner.Are you hungry?”
“Starved.”
I smile as he closes the door, walks around, and climbs behind the wheel.
“You look beautiful,” he says as he buckles up.
“Thanks,” Heat floods my cheeks.
We turn around and drive toward Main Street.
“Tacos or burgers?”Rune asks.
“Burgers.”
He nods, smiling slightly as he pulls into the parking lot of Toasty Buns.We park, and I go to hop out, but he stops me with a hand on my arm.
“I’ll get your door,” he says, already climbing out.
I wait, biting back a smile as he comes around and opens the passenger door.He offers me his hand.I gasp as a shock sizzles over my skin when I slip my hand into his.
“I’ve got you,” Rune rumbles.
I look up, meeting his dark blue eyes.“Thanks.”
He nods, helping me out of the truck.Closing the door, he keeps my hand in his as we walk toward the front doors.
“Do you know what you want?”he asks as we approach the counter to order.
“Yep!I always get the same thing here.Cheeseburger with extra pickles.”
He nods, and we step up to the cashier.
“Two cheeseburgers, please.One with extra pickles.Two large fries and”—he turns to me—“do you want a milkshake or a pop?”
“Coke, please.”
Rune nods and finishes our order.
I love how he takes control.It’s nice to have someone else worry about the details.I spend all day doing that for other people and could use a break sometimes.
“Thank you,” Rune says after he pays and is handed the receipt.
He squeezes my hand, and I follow him to a table in the back corner, where he pulls out my chair.
I smile as I sit down.“Thanks.”
He nods as he takes his own seat.He seems to dwarf the thing, and I bite back a grin at how cute he looks.
“So, you said we need to talk about details?”
Rune nods.“I thought we should go over expectations and dates.You said the wedding was soon?”
“Yeah, April 16th.”
“That’s coming up fast.”
“Yeah, I know.”