Pack a bag? Where the hell are we going? Why did he wait this long to tell me? Did he tell anyone else? What are we going to be doing? I have a million questions, but he said only one hint. He wouldn't answer any of my questions if I tried.
I try anyway. "Where are we going? Why are we going? What are we going to be doing?" I ask rattling off one question after another.
Austin laughs. "No more hints baby. I told you. I will tell you, it's my turn for a date. Everyone else got theirs, now it is my turn baby." He winks at me and I feel a rush of excitement.
I almost forgot we are supposed to have a date. I didn't even really think about it, Austin was the one that was going to be the one home with me. I didn't think he would even want a date. I thought he just came up with the date thin
