Little Miss Nosy

Chapter 42- You Promised

After I had gotten home from shopping all day with Macey, Ashton called to see if I wanted to give the date another go. I was so tired from the days activities, mentally and physically, that all I wanted to do was go to bed and not be disturbed till morning. But I knew how badly he wanted to make up for last time, plus I was itching to see my boyfriend again.

We met Carmen at the arcade after Macey was done at her last store. She didn't want to leave at first but after about 15 minutes of Macey's constant nagging about the gross smell of sweat and the stuffiness from so many people crowded into the small space, Carmen reluctantly came with us. She was silent for the ride home and when Macey pulled up in front of her house, she got out of the car and slammed the door shut without uttering a word.

I thought about texting her but felt it better to leave her alone for a bit.

Ashton was currently pulling into a large parking lot that held dozens of cars. Most of the spots were already taken so we had to settle with one farther away. Usually I would complain but the scenery in front of me was too distracting.

"Wow Ashton. This place is beautiful," I said in awe as he came around to open my door.

Ashton looked back at the building with a slight smile and nodded; taking my hand in his.

"My family used to come here every Friday night when I was younger. It was like our tradition. It was one of the things I looked forward to the most. Then my dad inherited the engineering company from my grandfather after his death and we only came here about once a month. And after Aaron died, we stopped coming altogether."

I watched as Ashton's smile slowly turned into a frown as he recalled these memories. The mood changed drastically as he slumped his shoulders. I squeezed his hand a little to let him know I was here for him.

He looked down at me and smiled a bit, squeezing my hand in return. "Sorry. I'll try to stop being so depressing. I don't want to ruin another night," he said.

"You have nothing to apologize for. It actually makes me happy to know that you feel comfortable telling me these things," I said with a slight smile.

I looked at the building again as we got closer to the door. The restaurant was built with a dark colored brick. There were neatly trimmed bushes outlining the walls and a small fountain by the double doors. The twinkling lights that hung up on the walls were turned on since it was night out, casting a white glow. Add that to the glow of the moon and you had one beautiful picture.

I looked at the sign above the doors that had the restaurant name on it, Emmaline's, as Ashton opened the door.

We stepped into a dimly lit room and was automatically surrounded by the chatter of the nearby families.

"Let's get a booth," I said. Ashton nodded and we stepped up to a man and women at a desk.

"Can we get a booth, please?" Ashton asked politely.

"Of course," the women said with a bright smile.

The two discussed something for a moment before the man next to her took two menus and looked at us.

"This way." He walked off and we followed.

He led us into a large room that contained many different sized tables, but no booths. Then, we entered another part of the restaurant. A smaller yet similarly decorated room that contained all the booths.