Dove
"Is there a reason why you're so quiet?" Bucky gently tugged my hand to pull my attention back to him.
I looked away from the sky then let out a sigh. I didn't even know where to begin. First of all we were on a fantastic date! It was a date because I had asked him if it was a date then he answered 'it can be a date if you want it to be a date' therefore we were on a date. We went back to our spot.
Yes we had a spot now. For us. I asked him if it was our spot now and he answered 'it can be our spot if you want it to be our spot'. I wanted it to be our spot therefore it was our spot. It was the beach again. The quiet one.
He had somehow driven his truck back out onto the sand and let the back of the bucket down then laid out a blanket. When I asked if we were allowed to do this he answered… I was sure now you got the gist of it. It seemed I made all the decisions for our relationship.
