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7

I don't condone drinking and driving in any degree btw

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Dinner went by smoothly. The food was fabulous, the company was even better. Proving he was even more of a gentleman, Ashton payed and escorted me back to his car. We had each only had one drink. Both of us were fine to drive.

He had decided to continue out date at a park a few blocks from where we were. It was nice and had a walking path. He linked his fingers through mine as we began strolling.

"Favorite movie?" He asked finally, breaking the comfortable silence that nestled between us.

"And the cliches begin, I see. I just went to see Bohemien Rhapsody actually, I think that might be my top contender." I replied, lightly kicking a pebble that was on the path in front of me.

Ashton smiled, "That one does look good." 

"Oh my God it was. I actually learned quite a bit about Freddie Mercury that I didn't know." A pause, "what about you? What's you're favorite?"

"I'm a classic Bond kinda guy. A real gentleman James Bond."

"Of course you're into James Bond, I should have pegged you sooner on that one." I teased lightly. "Okay, what about dream destination."

"Back home. I miss speaking to people who sound like me." Ashton's voice sported a laugh but I could hear the homesickness he was carrying.

I nodded, "I get that. I would kill for a hot garbage plate right about now."

"A what?"

"It's a New York thing, it's the trashiest thing you could possibly eat. I'll take to take you home one time so you can see for yourself." I explained while swinging our arms slightly.

"I'd like that, Charlie."

The conversations continued like this for three laps around the park.  He was so easy to talk to, it's like I'd known him since middle school.

"And then my brother makes me laugh so fucking hard that milk comes out my nose and speed across the entire table," I pause to catch my breath. "I snot-rocketed it so hard that it hit the cabinets seven feet away, I shit you not."

"And your mom?" Ashton asked through a laugh of his own.

My laughter picked back up again. "She was livid. She damn near had my hide right there. Luckily we had to be outside for the bus before she could get ahold of me."

"Yeah I think I would have beat your ass too, and your brother's from the sound of it!"

The conversation fell quiet as we died down from the giggling. Ashton stopped his walking at the beginning of the path.

"I think it's about time I got you home, little one. It's getting very late." I could hear the daddy in his voice.

"But daddyyyy." I fake whined, gauging his reaction, "I don't need to go home yet. Not even tired!"

I watched with amusement as his eyebrows raised into his forehead and a fond smile pulled his lips. "From the sound of it Daddy's got a fussy girl on his hands." Before I could even reply, Ashton pulled me into him. He pressed his arms under my bum and lifted me up.