lake, I sat back in the seat, the wind whipping my hair into a tangled mess. He pulled the boat up to the dock of an old Victorian home made into a restaurant. There was outdoor seating overlooking the lake, and white twinkly lights in the surrounding trees. I could add romantic and good taste to the long list of Cam’s positive attributes.
He expertly tied up his boat and took my hand to help me up onto the dock. As we walked to the entrance of the restaurant, Cam dropped my hand and put his arm lightly around my waist. He leaned in close to say, “Thank you for coming out with me tonight, Lindsay.” I smiled over at him and leaned into his touch. It didn’t set my body on fire like Grady could, but it was nice. Cam was nice.
“It’s my pleasure. I’ve been so wrapped up in helping Lana at the office and helping Leah get ready for the baby that I haven’t had time to explore and do any touristy things.”
We took a break from conversation as the hostess seated us at a somewhat private table on the patio. She nearly fell over herself trying to catch Cam’s eye. I rolled my eyes at her ridiculousness and felt sorry for Cam that he had to deal with that on a daily basis. Cam chuckled at me. “See? That’s what I like about you, Lindsay. You’re real. You’re not out with me to get your picture in the tabloids or to try to get knocked up by me so you’ll be set for life.”
My mouth fell open. “Has that happened to you?” I asked.
Cam shook his head ruefully. “Oh, yeah. I’ve had my fair share of false paternity claims. They’re never true. The women just hope I will settle to avoid the publicity. But that’s not me.”
I reached over to cover his hand with mine. “I’m sorry you have to go through that. But you don’t have to worry about that with me. My uncle is going to be President, so I’m pretty sure I won’t be starstruck by some silly actor,” I teased. He turned his hand over to lace our fingers together and put his other hand over his heart.
“Lindsay! You’re killing me. I meant I like that you don’t scream in my ear and ask me to autograph your boobs. You don’t have to completely knock me off my pedestal.”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh, Cam. I doubt anyone could do that.”
The server brought us a basket of homemade bread and took our drink orders. Since we were in New York’s wine country we ordered a bottle of white from a local winery. It was delicious , as were our entrees. When the waiter asked if we wanted dessert, we waffled a bit.
The waiter lowered his voice and said, “Our desserts are good, but right down the road is the best ice cream place in the state.” He winked at us and left the check, wh ich Cam swiftly grabbed. Once the check was settled Cam took my hand and we strolled down the street to the ice cream parlor. I didn’t mention to Cam that I had been here before, on my first date with Grady. It looked exactly the same as it did five years ago, and I found myself wishing it was Grady here with me again.
I couldn’t decide between Cookies -N-Cream and Chocolate Peanut Butter Fudge, so Cam stepped in and ordered me a scoop of each in a waffle cone. He was nice enough to also get a double scoop, so I didn’t feel like a total pig. Licking our ice cream we walked back to his boat and sat on the dock to finish our cones. The sun was just setting over the hill on the other side of the lake, and a cool breeze blew through my hair.
I could feel Cam’s eyes on me, and I knew if I turned my head he would probably kiss me. Did I want him to kiss me? I mentally slapped my hand on my forehead. Did I seriously just ask myself if I wanted Camden Holt to kiss me?
Sure, I’d kissed a lot of guys over the last few years. I could count on one hand the number of guys I’d slept with, but the number of guys I had kissed? That number was a lot higher. So, why wasn’t I sure
He expertly tied up his boat and took my hand to help me up onto the dock. As we walked to the entrance of the restaurant, Cam dropped my hand and put his arm lightly around my waist. He leaned in close to say, “Thank you for coming out with me tonight, Lindsay.” I smiled over at him and leaned into his touch. It didn’t set my body on fire like Grady could, but it was nice. Cam was nice.
“It’s my pleasure. I’ve been so wrapped up in helping Lana at the office and helping Leah get ready for the baby that I haven’t had time to explore and do any touristy things.”
We took a break from conversation as the hostess seated us at a somewhat private table on the patio. She nearly fell over herself trying to catch Cam’s eye. I rolled my eyes at her ridiculousness and felt sorry for Cam that he had to deal with that on a daily basis. Cam chuckled at me. “See? That’s what I like about you, Lindsay. You’re real. You’re not out with me to get your picture in the tabloids or to try to get knocked up by me so you’ll be set for life.”
My mouth fell open. “Has that happened to you?” I asked.
Cam shook his head ruefully. “Oh, yeah. I’ve had my fair share of false paternity claims. They’re never true. The women just hope I will settle to avoid the publicity. But that’s not me.”
I reached over to cover his hand with mine. “I’m sorry you have to go through that. But you don’t have to worry about that with me. My uncle is going to be President, so I’m pretty sure I won’t be starstruck by some silly actor,” I teased. He turned his hand over to lace our fingers together and put his other hand over his heart.
“Lindsay! You’re killing me. I meant I like that you don’t scream in my ear and ask me to autograph your boobs. You don’t have to completely knock me off my pedestal.”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh, Cam. I doubt anyone could do that.”
The server brought us a basket of homemade bread and took our drink orders. Since we were in New York’s wine country we ordered a bottle of white from a local winery. It was delicious , as were our entrees. When the waiter asked if we wanted dessert, we waffled a bit.
The waiter lowered his voice and said, “Our desserts are good, but right down the road is the best ice cream place in the state.” He winked at us and left the check, wh ich Cam swiftly grabbed. Once the check was settled Cam took my hand and we strolled down the street to the ice cream parlor. I didn’t mention to Cam that I had been here before, on my first date with Grady. It looked exactly the same as it did five years ago, and I found myself wishing it was Grady here with me again.
I couldn’t decide between Cookies -N-Cream and Chocolate Peanut Butter Fudge, so Cam stepped in and ordered me a scoop of each in a waffle cone. He was nice enough to also get a double scoop, so I didn’t feel like a total pig. Licking our ice cream we walked back to his boat and sat on the dock to finish our cones. The sun was just setting over the hill on the other side of the lake, and a cool breeze blew through my hair.
I could feel Cam’s eyes on me, and I knew if I turned my head he would probably kiss me. Did I want him to kiss me? I mentally slapped my hand on my forehead. Did I seriously just ask myself if I wanted Camden Holt to kiss me?
Sure, I’d kissed a lot of guys over the last few years. I could count on one hand the number of guys I’d slept with, but the number of guys I had kissed? That number was a lot higher. So, why wasn’t I sure
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