Naomi
“What do you think?” I asked Atticus as I showed him the two pictures Alastair had sent me. Atticus took the phone and studied it for a moment. While he was busy doing that, I looked around and smiled. One thing that I did like about this whole dating thing with him was the fact that we weren’t in some stuffy, fancy, restaurant. We were outside in the park, sitting at a picnic table with a basket filled with all sorts of goodies that he had packed. Since it was early evening, the sky was the prettiest shade of blue, pink, and orange. The view was also incredible, and I looked out over the lake. I breathed in the fresh air before I took another bite of the overloaded sandwich he had made.
“I like them both,” he said slowly, and I waited as I continued to eat. “Both of them have a ce
