We just kind of drove slightly quiet after the whole cigarette indirect kiss thing. Bright side is music was good. "We gon be there in about 10." Bo smirks at me. Does this fucker know how flustered he made me?! "K, wanna get food or go shopping first?" I ask wanting to map out the time I get out of Ambros. "Personally I think just we should eat first that way if there's cold stuff we have to get at the store we don't have to have it wait in the car." I explain pulling out my compact mirror. "You're incharge." Bo replies patting my thigh. Aaaahhh!!!

"You good?" Bo asks causing me to panic. "Yup, nah, I'm good, I'm good, I'm great. Why do you ask?" I ramble while fumbling with my compact. "Oh, no reason." He says sarcastically as he gives my thigh another pat. "Why do you like patting my thigh all of a sudden?" I couldn't help but laugh a little as I asked.

"Hmm." Bo pretends to ponder. He looks over at my leg, his hand still there, and gives my thigh a little jiggle. I tilted my head at the man driving me. "Honest answer?" He checks with a smirk. "I don't take anything less." I reply, a small smile on my face. "Started as a way to bother you, turns out I just like how your thighs look with my hand on them." Bo gave me another squeeze. That ring on his hand would probably end up leaving a small indent. But damn his hands are just so, so, Augh!!

"Plus they jiggle." He laughed wiggling my leg. I'm not gonna lie, his laugh made me feel a little self conscious. I try to laugh it off as we pull into town. Did he mean that in a nice way? Does it think it's funny how parts of my body jiggle and move? "Hey, you okay?" Bo asks removing his hand. Zoning back in I realize my body language definitely changes. My arms were crossed and my knees were facing the truck door. "Yeah, I'm ok." I put on a little smile. "Are you sure? Was it the thigh thing? I can stop if you want me to." Was Bo actually concerned about how he made me feel? "Ah, it's nothing. You're good. Ooh! Hey a diner! Wonder if they have milkshakes."

Bo gives me a quizzical side eye before shrugging and turning to the parking lot. "Oh hey, we didn't have to stop here. You can pick." I offer but Bo just shakes his head no as we park. "You get real happy when you have food you actually enjoy eating." I looked over to him. I didn't know he payed attention like that. "Plus I'm paying and this place ain't too spendy." There it is. "Fair enough. I'm not gonna look that gift horse in the mouth." I grab purse as Bo got out the truck. And when I unbuckled myself Bo made me jump by opening my door. "Oh my gods!" I gasp with my hand on my chest. "Come on legs." He chuckled holding out his hand for me to take. "Legs?" I raise my eyebrow before taking Bo's hand in mine. "You heard me." He smirked while helping me out. As I straightened out my dress I practically jumped 3 ft cause of Bo's hand smacking my ass. "Son of a bitch!" I exclaim both flustered and irritated. Bo just looked around. "Hmm? I didn't do nothin." He couldn't even keep a straight face.

Glaring I fix my dress again. "Is this pay back for yesterday?" I question crossing my arms. "Maaybe." Bo confesses while wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "But come on, can you blame me? You have a veeery nice ass." Blushing I smirk and kiss his cheek. "I know." I reply. When we walk into the diner a waitress who happened to be walking by smiles at the two of us. "Be with yall in just a second. Go head and seat ya selfs." She says, a southern twang in her voice. "Sure thing." I smile back and motion my head for Bo to pick a table. "Booth?" "Mhm." I nod. Keeping his arm around my shoulders my lunch companion walks us over to a booth infront of a window. "I'll take this side if you take that one." I smile, excited to be getting some food I didn't have to make for once. "Whatever makes your little heart happy." Bo grins back at me as we take our seats. "So uh, why do ya like sitting across from people?" He asks softly. "Oh, well, it's easier to talk to whom ever I'm with and I'm not having to conrently turn or crane my neck." I pause for a second before laughing a little. "And my side profile ain't exactly too pretty when I'm eatin." "(Y/n), I live with you. I've seen you eat." "Exactly." I smile placing my purse on the table. Bo rolls his eyes and I just pull out my compact mirror and lip gloss. As I'm re-applying my lip gloss the same waitress from before walks up. "Hey yall, I'm Sheryl and I'm gonna be ya waitress for...well till my shift ends in half an hour." The older woman laughs a little. Sheryl looked to be around Bo's age, with curled red hair, bright green eyes, and a light pink uniform dress. She was actually really pretty. I ended up laughing a little with her as I put my compact and gloss back into my bag. "Here's your menus. Can I get ya started with any drinks? Coffee, tea, or one of our Famous milk shakes?" Sheryl asks and I look over to Bo as if saying 'Omg they do have milkshakes!' He chuckles and looks over to Sheryl. "What um, what flavors of milkshake do you guys have?" I ask with a bright smile. "Well, we got chocolate, Strawberry, Vanilla, caramel, oreo, and peanut butter. And just so you know they come in a glass about ye big." She explains holding her hands about a foot apart. "Can I get a (which ever flavor you like) milkshake please?" I ask and see Bo look at me with with goofy grin. "Sure thing hun. And you?" Sheryl asks turning to Bo. "I'll have a coffee." "Alright, your in luck we just made a fresh pot." Sheryl smiles at the both of us. "I'll be back in a couple minutes to check up on orders. K?" "Kk." I reply as she walks away.

Looking over the menu I smile even bigger seeing the different types of burgers. "Anything look good?" Bo asks me with a soft snicker. "Mhm, they got a burger that has BBQ sauce, extra cheese, bacon, and onion rings on it." I wiggled a little bit out of excitement as I explained the burger. "Hey that sounds good." "What about you? Anything look good? And if you say me I will kick you in the dick under this table." I laugh a little as Bo rolls his eyes. "I think I'm just gonna stick with a classic burger. Wanna get an extra basket of fries to share? Or maybe onion rings?" "Marry me." "What?" "What?" I look back down at my menu and keep my head down. "I uh." I clear my throat and gather myself. "I ment I'll take both, wanna make em curly fries?" Nailed it. Bo just had a goofy grin plastered on his face. "If that'll make you happy, sure thing."

"I'm not gonna live that down am I?" I ask setting my menu down. "You've food proposed to my brothers. No you're never living this down." "I hate you." "I know, but who's buying who food here?" "Fuck you." I chuckle and Bo just winks at me. "Here? Didn't think you were the bold type." Bo smirks leaning forward. "Oh hush up. And you wish I would let you fuck me." I smile. Bo looked me up and down before relaxing and leaning back. "Maybe."

After a few minutes of us playing flirt chicken Sheryl came by with our drinks and to take our orders. I did notice her being what could be perceived as flirty with Bo but hey she's just doing what she gotta do for tips. I respect the hustle. Sipping on my milkshake I looked out the window. It was a really nice day out. Not too hot, just the right amount of breeze in the air, it honestly caused me to zone out a little bit. I did come back to reality though when I felt a hand on mine. Looking over I saw Bo's hand and ring ontop of my hand. I glanced at his face as saw a light blush. He was also looking out the window as everything happened outside. I couldn't help but smile a little. I subconsciously seemed to intertwine our fingers. If this were a date I'd be freaking out. Wait. . . IS THIS A DATE?!