𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 ➳ 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐦 𝐃𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐞

𝟏𝟕. 𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐭

"And? Does it taste okay?" Ransom asks, looking at me after I took the first bite. "God, they're delicious! Where did you learn how to do it like that?" I ask, letting out a silent moan as I take my second bite. "Uh, well, my grandfather used to make them for me when I was a kid. I guess I remembered how he did it, and so I did it for you" he replies, making me smile bright. "I love them, thank you! Your grandfather sounds like the best person ever, you know" I add, taking yet another bite.

"He kind of is, you um... You'd like him, and he'd love you" Ransom tells, so I look up. "He would? Why?" I ask, frowning a little as I smile. "Because you're you, little princess. You're this happy, beautiful, positive ball of sunshine and he would love it. I'm a hundred percent sure that he would, seriously" he replies, which makes me smile again. "Tell me about him, your grandfather. I mean, you told me a few things, but I'd love to know more" I say, making him look down at me.

"Well, uh... He's mystery fiction author, maybe you even know is name. Because, you know, you like books" he starts, giving me a little smile. "I-I don't think I know an author called 'Drysdale', actually" I reply, but he shakes his head. "No, it's uh, it's 'Thrombey'. He's my mom's father, so, yeah, Harlan Thrombey" Ransom chuckles, so I immediately look up.

"Harlan Thrombey... I know Harlan Thrombey books! I own Harlan Thrombey books!" I happily say, standing up and running to one of my book stashes here. I grab four if my favorite Harlan Thrombey books, and take them to Ransom. "Look! I even made notes and all, you know" I giggle, handing them over. "Oh wow, that's awesome" he chuckles, looking at the way the books obviously has been read for like 10 times each. Yup, I love a good Harlan Thrombey mystery.

He tells me more about his grandfather, about how he's the one that made Ransom fall in love with writing books. He tells me about how he was the only family member who ever made Ransom feel like he was a part of the family, like he was loved. I absolutely adore hearing him talk about his grandfather, and I'd love to meet him one day. Who knows, maybe I will! For now, we just do our dishes together and lay down on the couch again, just like we did before as we watch another movie.

"Hey, uh, the other day, I read something about this farmers market in Sudbury. Do you wanna go?" Ransom suddenly asks, while we're still cuddling. I start to smile very bright, realizing that he's suggesting this out of the blue. He's asking me to go to something he read about with him, and in my opinion, that's the cutest thing ever. It makes me feel wanted, and kind of loved too, I guess.

"I'd love to go, yeah" I giggle, turning around to lay down on my stomach again, looking into his eyes after looking at his lips for a second. "Yeah?" he asks again, also looking at my lips. "Mh, yeah. When is it?" I ask, placing my hands on his chest and leaning my chin on them. "Today, actually. I thought it would be nice to go there together, when I read it. I think you'd like it, I saw pictures of flowers and pumpkins and books and stuff so, yeah" he chuckles in reply, making me laugh.

"Right then, let's go!" I giggle, getting off of him and standing up. "I wanna take a shower first though, just to freshen up" I add, looking at him as he slowly gets up. "Yeah, me too. I'll go home and get ready, you do the same here and pick you up at 1pm, alright? We'll take my car and go there for the afternoon, yeah?" Ransom asks, walking up to the front door and putting on his coat and scarf.

I nod my head, walk up to him, kiss his cheek and give him a big hug before letting him out. Is it just me, or does this sound like a cute fall date? Oh well, it's probably just us going there as friends. I just love the fact that he suggested this, it makes me so happy that he read about that farmers market and thought of going there with me. For now, I just jump around around a little and make my way to the bathroom upstairs.

After taking a hot shower, I put on a comfortable, white cable knit sweater with black jeans underneath, along with a pair of white, heeled ankle boots. I fix my hair a little, put on only a bit of mascara, grab a tote bag we can put some stuff in and make my way downstairs again. Shortly after putting on a thin leather jacket, the doorbell rings again. I take a deep breath, look in the mirror one more time and open the door.

"Jesus fucking Christ, little princess. Wow, you look... You look beautiful" Ransom sighs, making me laugh. "You don't look so bad yourself, Drysdale" I giggle, fixing his scarf for him. He's also wearing a white cable knit sweater with black jeans, I guess we're matching! "Are you ready to go, darling?" he asks, looking at me from head to to before reaching out his hand towards mine for me to grab it.

"Yes, I am" I giggle, gently taking his hand with both my hands and walking to his car with him. He's not letting go of my hand at all, until he has to, to open the door for me. "Why, thank you sir!" I giggle, stepping inside and sitting down in his beautiful Beemer. "Ofcourse, my lady" he replies, giving me a soft smile and a wink before closing the door on my side. Once he sits down too, he starts driving towards the farmers market in Sudbury.

It's about 30 minutes away, but after only 5 minutes of talking in the car, he takes my hand. He keeps holding it the whole time, and even uses it to change gear when he needs to. Once we get to the cute farmers market, he opens the door on my side for me again, and helps me step out. He takes me through the farmers market, never letting go of my hand, wherever we go.

While we're walking together, we get the idea of making a pumpkin pie together. You know, since it's pumpkin season and all! We also take two other pumpkins with us, to carve it at home while a Halloween movie plays on the background. Yup, I'm a hundred up for that! We walk towards a cute little coffee stand, and order two lattes. While we stand here, waiting for our hot coffee in the cold weather, Ransom let's go if my hand and wraps his arms around me instead.

I wrap mine around his waist, and rest the side of my face against his chest. "You're cold, huh?" he asks, gently resting his chin on top of my head. I humm in reply, and I can feel him smiling. "You want my scarf, darling?" he asks again, so I look up and place a little kiss on his chin. "It's okay, you shouldn't be cold because of me" I reply, making him smile again. He slowly lets go of me, takes off his scarf and wraps it around my neck very softly and gently.

"Beautiful" he sighs, which makes me laugh. "Thank you, dork" I giggle, taking the lattes and thanking the woman behind the stand for it. "Dork? Really?" Ransom chuckles, which yet again, makes me laugh. I give him his latte, which I bought for him after begging him to let me pay, and wrap my arm around his as we walk.