Adrianna:
We sit in silence until the town square comes into view. Then, without warning, we turn to the right.
"Sawyer, you missed downtown?" I question.
"I know," he replies simply.
A few more minutes pass, and I sit here confused. I have never been to this part of town. I watch out the window intently as the road twists to meet the water's edge. The scene in front of us starts to brighten, and the restaurant comes into view. It's a sleek, modern building nestled over the creek bed, the waters rushing right under it. Sawyer finds a spot and parks. He rushs over to my side and opens the door. We walk towards the building together, and I can feel Sawyer's large, warm hand settle on the bare skin of my lower back as he steads me up the winding staircase.
"Do you have a reservation?" A
