C39 The Break-in

Hannah’s POV

We went to a restaurant.

“So,” he sat down and I sat across him. “I’d like to know your likes and dislikes”

I blushed softly. “Okay… well, first. You still like homemade pizza?”

“Oh, I do-- how do you know?”

“Doesn’t matter”

“You never told me, Hannah. What were we before?”

“At least not lovers” I laughed.

“Okay,” he smiled at me