Chapter Four
The cold milkshake hits my tongue and I close my eyes, savouring the sensation. "Mmm. Thanks for bringing us here," I say after the straw pops out of my mouth.
"You're welcome." Marshall beams down at me, clear love and devotion in his eyes. "I know how much you love the blue cheeseburger."
He's right there. I've never seen one on the menu anywhere else, and I love the deliciousness. Plus, this is where we came on our first date. I'd scarfed down a burger after not eating all day. According to Marshall, that was the moment he fell in love with me. A small part of me doesn't think it's true, but it certainly didn't scare him off.
"I can't believe we did it," Magda says, picking up her drink too. An iced tea, nowhere near as awesome as a milkshake but she claims it goes stra
