"Do you want to go to a restaurant for dinner or just eat here, love?" Paul asks me quietly.
"But what's in the fridge?" I ask him with a confused look on my face.
"Like I said it's for later." he says with a wink and I nod with a smile.
"How about we just pick something up at a restaurant and eat it somewhere else?" he asks and I nod.
"Wheres this somewhere else?" I ask him with a grin.
"Come with me to find out." he says and takes my hand and he grabs the keys, his blazer and we got our shoes on and we go out to the car and he politely opens the door for me.
"Thanks." I say as I get in and he nods.
"I'll be right back. I have to go back inside and get something." he says and kisses my cheek, closes the door and goes back inside.
I wonder what he's up to and I boringly look around at people walking by and driving by and I don't hear Paul walk out and put some things in the trunk but he eventually gets in the car and starts it. He takes my hand in his and intertwines our fingers. I look to the clock on the dash to see that it's 6 and that it's starting to get dark and the sun is going down.
"What do you want for dinner, love?" he asks me and I think.
"Surprise me." I say and he smiles and nods and we shortly pull up to a restaurant we've gone to a few times.
"I'll be right back, honey." he says and kisses me quick and runs into the restaurant. He comes out about 15 minutes later with a bag in hand.
"Sorry if I took long. They're busy." he says while setting the bag carefully down in the back, starts the car and takes my hand.
"It's fine." I say and he smiles and says thanks and drives away from the restaurant.
We drive for maybe 5 minutes and Paul stops and finds a parking spot at Hyde Park that's over by Abbey Road and the zoo. We get out and he has me carry the bag of food from the restaurant and he gets a bag full of things, another bag, blankets and two pillows from the trunk. He leads and we walk into the park and find a nice grassy spot with a clearing of trees above the spot with a perfect view of the sky. Paul sets the bags down and lays out the blanket and two pillows and gets the bag of food from me and we both sit down.
"Okay, homemade macaroni cheese and chips for the birthday girl." Paul says with a smile taking out a styrofoam cup with a lid on it, a fork and a little styrofoam box, and a carton milk and sets them down in front of me.
"Thank you honey." I say with a smile as I see how he got me my favorite meal. I have grown to love the macaroni and cheese at this restaurant and their fries are perfectly greasy and crunchy.
"You're welcome, love." Paul says and shoots me a smile and I smile back. He gets out his food which was a roast beef sandwich and fries too and milk of course, Paul and I both love milk.
