"So what would you recommend?" Grayson asks, studying the menu.
I lower my own menu to look at him, seated opposite me on the intimate table for two.
"All the pasta dishes are amazing, Nonna brought over all her grandmother's recipes when she left Italy, but personally I always order the steak. No one cooks them quite like Nonna"
"Steak it is" he agrees and places his menu back on the table in front of him. "Wine?" He asks.
"I'm not twenty one" I state obviously
"Does it even matter in pack town like Franklin"
"I doubt it to be honest, i haven't ever tried to buy it before" I say shrugging my shoulders.
"Well i'll order a bottle and I guess we'll find out" he smiles at me and I cannot stop the responding smile from taking over my face.
At least he's treating me like an adult. Tha
