There were two restaurants at Lake Campton. Roscoe's had white table clothes and servers who stood around waiting for you to drop crumbs so they could scoop them away. Jack's Landing had darts, pool, pizza and amazing French fries. It was where every single person our age preferred to gather. As this was not a real date, and we were not 40, we chose Jack's Landing.
I'd dressed in a pair of jean shorts and a cropped white tank top. Wolf was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt. Our parents' had purchased a golf cart a few years back, so they let us take it to lunch.
I stood next to Wolf at the hostess stand as we waited for a table. I'd been in this same spot a dozen times with Tripp. Jack's smelled and looked the same as it always did, but it somehow seemed like an entirely different restaurant, standing here with Wolf.
"Table or booth?"
We both replied booth and followed the host over to one that had a window overlooking the lake.
I slid in across from Wolf, my legs sticking to the red leather seats.
It wasn't very busy at lunch time, but a few of the tables were filled with people our age. When Maddie came with she was always trying to find the new cutest boy. Thinking of her made me miss having her here this summer. Even when I'd been with Tripp, Maddie and I still had spent plenty of time together here.
"You got your phone back I see," I said, glancing at the phone Wolf had set on the table.
"I did."
"And you were allowed out."
He smiled. "I was."
"And you're smiling because you think you're so smart for getting your way already?"
His smile morphed into an obnoxious grin . "You said it, not me."
I resisted the urge to kick him underneath the table and studied my menu instead.
"Are you still a cheeseburger without ketchup kind of girl?" Wolf asked as he looked down at his menu.
One summer I had eaten that every day for two weeks straight. I question now how my parents thought that was an okay thing to do.
"I've advanced to onions, avocado, mayonnaise and ketchup on my burgers, thank you very much," I replied.
I was thinking about getting a salad, but I suspected Wolf would give me a hard time for it. Eating burgers was much easier when I had worn my usual black one piece.
Our waitress came over and introduced herself. She was cute, and I expected Wolf to gawk, but he quickly said his order, a burger with bacon and onion rings on it and a Dr. Pepper, and handed his menu over to her before his attention settled back on me. I ended up going with a chicken caesar wrap and a Coke.
"You still haven't realized Dr. Pepper is the best pop ever?" Wolf asked with a smirk when she walked away.
"Wrong. I mean, it has 23 flavors. That's too many."
He raised an eyebrow. "Does Coke even have a flavor?"
I stuck my tongue out. "Yes, it's called delicious."
He held his hands up. "All right all right."
"So, see Nadia yet?" I asked, doing my best to hold back a smile.
"Okay, I know you know her name."
The waitress set our drinks down in front of us and I took a quick sip. "Well?"
"No, I don't see Natalie," he replied. "But I didn't expect to find her this easily."
"So the law office, huh?" I asked, playing with the paper wrapper of my straw. "You don't strike me as the type who'd like to sit and file papers."
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Just Two Weeks
Teen Fiction"A guy isn't going to care if you're laughing with a dude," he said. "You laugh with friends. You do this with someone who is more than friends." Wolf placed his hands on my waist, pulling me in flush with his body. He dipped his head to my ear and...
