Ben Affleck | The Square Affair

(to) go for a walk

Given that Henry had sat behind (YN) during the car ride he was the one to open the passenger door for her. He even offered her his hand so that she could hold on to it while mastering getting out of the high Range Rover gracefully.

"Did you bring any shades?" Ben asked, coming around the car. He was clearly speaking to (YN) as Henry had already slipped on a pair. "Er, no, I didn't." Savannah might not have been the Sunshine State, but that didn't stop the sun from beating down on Georgia constantly. To (YN)'s defense, it was dark when she had packed her bag the night before. Sunglasses would have been the last thing on her list. "I got an extra pair," Ben said, placing his hands on (YN)'s hips to move her to the side. He opened the glove compartment and handed her some specs moments later. "Here you go, hon." She tried hiding the smile that was creeping onto her face caused by the pet name Ben had used. He probably hadn't even noticed it.

Henry stepped onto the sidewalk and started inserting coins into the parking meter. "Don't bother with that, Henry," Ben called over, "I'm going to get a parking ticket anyway. This spot is only for two hours. We'll be here longer than that, so screw it." Henry laughed. "How many tickets have you stacked by now? Can you even keep count?" he teased.

Fortunately, Henry couldn't see how Ben was rolling his eyes at him. "Whatever, man. Let's go and be tourists. (YN)? Care to take us to your favorite square? That is... if you can find it." He sent her a crooked smile.

(YN) scoffed at him, but she couldn't keep up her grim expression for long, remembering the day they had met and how Ben had followed her to make sure she would actually make it to that little boutique and how they had sat down in Chippewa Square.

"All right, follow me," (YN) said and started leading the way. With a couple of strides, Ben caught up to her and draped an arm around her shoulders. Henry followed behind, taking some pictures every once in a while, apparently already enchanted by Savannah's charm. The cobblestone streets alone were a sight to see while strolling beneath the massive oak trees that flourished all around the area.

"Guys, wait! Look at this!" (YN) and Ben turned around, coming upon an excited-looking Henry. He had reached up to cover part of the name on a street sign with his large hand. "Wayne Street," he laughed, "Looks like you picked the right city to live in, mate. I need to have a picture of you with this- could make for some great promo later." "Okay," Ben shrugged his shoulders and took Henry's place, covering the E just like he had done.

(YN) had no idea what they were on about. She just watched them and tried to make sense of the inside joke the two were sharing.

"You got Instagram, (YN)?" Henry asked incidentally.

"I do, yeah."

"Mind if I follow you?" Most definitely not. "Here, take my phone and type in your username." He gave her his cell and (YN) looked for her own profile. She hit the follow button and returned the device to Henry. "Thanks. I'll stalk you later." He winked and (YN) laughed, but worried for a moment whether she had photos on there that she should delete to avoid embarrassing herself in front of the outrageously handsome man that was Henry Cavill.

(YN) kind of expected Ben to get out his phone as well so that they could follow each other, too, but maybe social media wasn't really his thing and he just had an account because his management had told him to sign up.

They hadn't been walking for long when Henry stopped for another discovery he had made. "This city has clearly taken sides," he said, pointing to a wrought-iron post that had been plunged into the soil next to a tree. "Or been warned." The sign hanging from the post on a chain was a bat. Underneath the bat it read "beware" in blanked out capital letters.