“Ok, but let’s get something to eat and drive for a couple of more hours before stopping for the night. Go grab one of those little baskets over there,” I said to Connor as I pointed by the door.

“You aren’t seriously buying that much, are you?”

“Ok Mr. Black, if you must know the truth, it’s my PMS time.”

He took a step back and put his hands up, “Whoa, enough said.”

I grinned as I picked up a bag of Fritos, Cheetos, a Hersey bar(king size), a Twix bar, a small pack of chocolate donuts, 3 cans of coke, a bag of tiny twist pretzels and a jar of Nutella. Connor looked in the basket and then at me with a horrified look on his face.

“Hey, you’re the one who wanted to take me on this road trip. I’m just trying to keep the peace because without these foods for a woman at that time of the month,” I waved my hand. “Well, you don’t really want to know.”

I put the basket on the counter. The cashier overheard our conversation, she looked at Connor and said, “Trust her; we girls are two sheets short of psycho when it comes to our special little time.”

He just stood there and looked at both of us, speechless, as she rang up the food. She gave me the total, and I looked at Connor.

He looked at me in confusion, “Really? You want me to pay for this crap?”

The cashier leaned over the counter and looked him straight in the eyes, “Remember, 2 sheets short of psycho.”

He pulled out his wallet and paid as he was mumbling under his breath. He took the bag and headed out. I looked at the cashier and high fived her, “Thank you.”

“We girls need to stick together,” she said. I walked out of the store smiling as he sat in the car waiting for me.

We headed back to the interstate as he looked at me.

“What?” I smiled.

“You’re crazy; I just wanted you to know that.”

I laughed, “Awe sweetie, I know, but I promise it’s only for a few days.”

He shook his head, and I saw how hard he was trying to fight a smile. We saw some signs on the interstate for some restaurants. I was going to be polite and let him pick where he wanted to eat. He got off at the next exit, and we entered restaurant haven.

“Take your pick Mr. Black, the call is yours,” I said as I moved my hand around.

“You really don’t care where we eat?”

I looked at him and tilted my head, “No, pick wherever you want, I like just about anything.”

“Ok then,” he smiled. “There’s a seafood restaurant over there.”

I pressed my lips together and didn’t say anything. I didn’t like seafood, but I said it was his pick, and if that’s what he wanted then that’s what we’ll have. They should have something non-seafood. We got out of the car as he held his arm out for me. I hooked my arm around his as we walked into the restaurant.

“Wow,” I said as I looked around at the sharks and swordfish mounted to the walls. A cute little blonde girl walked over to us and said there was about a 30 minute wait; this was my chance to get the hell out of here. I didn’t like staring at those things on the wall; they’re creepy.

“30 minutes is a long time to wait Connor; maybe we should go somewhere else.”

He looked at me with a smile, “30 minutes is nothing, and time will fly by. Go look at those lobsters over there.”

I flinched because I hated to see them in those glass tanks, moving around not knowing they were next to be thrown into a pot of boiling water. He grabbed my hand and led me to the bar, “We’ll sit here and have a drink until they call us.”

I sat on the stool as the bartender, a very attractive woman with long brown curly hair and large perky boobs, walked over to us, but only made eye contact with Connor. She leaned over the bar, not taking notice that I’m sitting right next to him, and with her low-cut top and cleavage hanging out she says, “What will it be handsome?”

He gave her a flirtatious smile and leaned in closer, “I’ll have a sex with the bartender.” I gasped, and with a horrified look on my face, I looked at him.

“One sex with a bartender coming right up stud,” she winked.

He looked over at me as I clenched my jaw and took in a deep breath. I could not believe he just did that and right in front of me. I bit the inside of my cheek and contemplated.

“Umm sweetheart, when you get his drink don’t forget to bring those luscious boobies over here,” I smiled. The look on Connors face was priceless after that statement.

“Ellery, what the hell are you doing?” he whispered.

“What? Am I embarrassing you Mr. I’ll have sex with a bartender?”

She came over and handed him his drink, looked at me and in an irritated way asked me what I wanted. I looked at her and pouted, “Don’t you think it’s only fair that you give me the same kind of service you’re giving him? Why should he be the only one to get to see your boobies? I like them to.”

Connor threw some money on the bar and stood up, “Come on honey, I think our table is ready.”

I smiled and winked at her as she gave me a dirty look and turned away. Connor leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “Point taken, you bad girl.”

“You love it Mr. Black and you know it.” He smiled as the waitress showed us to our table.

I opened the menu and guess what, no non-seafood items existed. Shit, I thought to myself. What was I going to order? Well, I do have a car full of junk food if it comes down to it.

“What are you going to order Ellery?”

I looked up from my menu and glared at him, “I’m not sure; I’m torn at the moment.”

The waitress came by and asked to take our drink orders. Connor spoke up before I could tell her I wanted a Cosmopolitan.

“I’m set, and she’ll have a coke.”

I frowned, “I wanted a Cosmo Connor.”

“Not after that little stunt, who knows what that bartender would do to that drink.”

I laughed and continued looking at the menu. As soon as the waitress brought my coke, she asked us if we were ready to order. Connor closed his menu and looked at me. I glanced up at the waitress and bit my lip. Connor looked at her, “Give us a minute please.” I looked at him; I think he realized I didn’t like seafood.

“You don’t like seafood do you?” I stared at him while biting my lower lip.

“Why didn’t you say something?” He said as he ran his hands through his hair.

“Well, I wanted you to have what you wanted.”

He looked at me with those beautiful green eyes and suddenly they turned evil. He didn’t say a word, but he was scaring me as he waved for the waitress to come back.

“I’m going to order for us,” he said. Uh oh, now I’m in trouble.

“We will start with an order of Calamari, crab legs and a lobster tail for each of us, also throw in an order of broiled scallops.

The waitress looked at me, and I managed a slight smile. Connor crossed his hands and placed his elbows on the table.

“Remember the times when you made me eat things; the pizza, hot dog and let’s not forget the use of the chopsticks?”

I just stared at him. Two can play this game.

“Yes I do and I’m fine with everything you ordered.”

“We’ll see about that,” he smirked.

I leaned over the table, “You’re a vicious man Connor Black.”

He leaned in closer until we were face to face, “Not as vicious as you darling.” I sat back, smiled and reveled in the moment when he called me darling.

The waitress came and set the calamari in the center of the table. I looked at it and then at Connor. I got out my phone and Googled calamari; my eyes widened as “squid” appeared. I looked up at Connor; he was laughing at me.

“You Googled it didn’t you?”

I shook my head and took a sip of my coke. His laughing subsided, and he looked at me with a serious face.

“You don’t have to eat it, I’m sorry.”

I took in a deep breath, “No it’s ok, and I’m going to try it. It is the least I can do for everything you have done for me.” He lightly smiled as I took a piece from the plate and inspected it.