I love it

　　“Who was your first crush?” I ask Ben.

　　We are nearly done with our meal. Well, I am. Ben has done nothing but watch me. The place is a bit more quiet. I nibble on my lips as his eyes grow intense. He smoothens the front of his tux with a wink.

　　“Answer me,” I say with a smile. Why do I feel like it’s someone I know? Possibly Olivia.

　　“You first,” he mutters. He starts on his meal before I get another word out, I shake my head.

　　The lights in the restaurant grow dim, waiters move about the place silently and soft music plays in the background. I sneak a peek at my phone which lights up. We have been here for over an hour. I place the phone face down to avoid any distractions. It is a few hours until Christmas and our anniversary.

　　Does he remember?

　　Poking my cheeks with my fingers, I stick my tongue out. “My first crush was Brian.”