Cammie's POV
"Are you ready Gallagher Girl?" Zach said turning to me with a smirk. I just smirked back at him.
"Bring it."
And we were off.
Our strategy: Be ourselves.
Just have fun as a couple enjoying ourselves on a carnival date. Finally enjoy a night of the only normalcy we would receive. And when I looked up at Zach's wide and carefree grin, as he grasped my hand and led me through the hoards of people, I realized that this was the normalcy I wanted. The normalcy we gave ourselves, our own brand of fun mixed with the spy in us we could never shut off. The unique contentment I got only when I was with him. So I smiled, and laughed, and let myself feel not like a normal girl, but like me.
We began with the bumper cars, and had a lot of fun! Until we got kicked off because someone *cough cough* couldn't stop ramming his car into mine and actually broke a cart! After that we went to the dart booth.
"Aww Zachy! Can you win me a teddy bear pleease?" I whined sticking to my cover, even though we both knew I could easily hit Bulls eye with my eyes closed.
"Sure, babe." He said. It took all of the restraint in my body to keep from laughing.
"Babe?" I whispered discreetly in his ear.
"I was just trying it out. I think Gallagher Girl fits you much better though." He smirked, forcing a blush to rise to my cheeks. I curse him internally for turning my victory against me. Smugly throwing his darts, he hit bulls eye each time. Turning around, he delicately slipped the prize ring onto my finger, raising my hand to place a soft kiss to my knuckles. A smile curls my lips at the sweet gesture. I see his gazed fix upon my finger, a sad smile gracing his face. Intertwining my fingers with his, I place my fingers on his jaw.
"Hey," I whisper softly, "Let's go get some funnel cake, I'm hungry." He smiles and nods his head, leading me through the crowds.
"Ms. Morgan, what is the license plate and brand name of the car closest to you, and how far is it?" Joe asked.
"A Honda Odyssey, the license plate is KA8DK2, and it is 46 paces away." I replied without hesitation.
I take a bite of my funnel cake, savoring the taste, only to find Zach gazing at me with a smile.
"What?" I question, unable to keep the defensiveness out of my tone.
He lets out a small chuckle before his hand cups my jaw, his thumb rubbing at the corner of my lips. My cheeks flame, as I realize what he was laughing at, and decide never again to eat funnel cake. I see him lean in closer, until his breath mingles with mine.
"You're adorable," he whispers, before his lips are on mine. My mind registered nothing but the taste of funnel cake and his arms warping around my waist.
Until my bliss was broken by a familiar voice calling out, "Cammie?"
