"So do you think we should start the conversation now?" he asked.

"No, not now. Let's just enjoy the drive. I'm tired of talking all the time anyways."

"Yeah, I guess."

I giggled when he muttered that under his breath. I couldn't help but remember the night we spent in the diner. That was definitely one of my favourite memories of the two of us. At first, he hadn't really understood why we were doing it and had thought I was drunk.

But when I told him why we were doing it, he became instantly understanding. I think he enjoyed it even more than I did. He had never liked...