Page 51 of Take My Hand


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Zak sighed and shook his head. “I take my big family for granted. I have eleven cousins.”

“Wow.” My eyes went big. “Eleven?”

“Yeah. My mum has two brothers, and my dad has a sister and two brothers.”

“That’s a lot.”

He nodded. “It is. Yet you know, we barely see each other because we’re always too busy. And now we’ve moved here, I bet we’ll see even less of them.”

“Another reason to miss the big city.” I smirked.

Zak raised an eyebrow as he looked at me. “But like I said before, I wouldn’t have met you if we hadn’t.”

“Very true.”

“Hey, I know, let’s take your dad some nuggets back with us.”

“What?” I couldn’t help but laugh at such a strange suggestion. “My dad?”

“Yeah. He does eat meat doesn’t he?” Zak’s eyes were full of excitement like he’d had the best idea in the world.

“He does, but I’m not sure how much meat is in their nuggets.”

“Agreed, it’s questionable, but even so, what do you think?” He asked, peering over my shoulder towards the counter. “Ten or twenty?”

I shook my head. “Ten would be fine, Zak, but you don’t have to.” I started to giggle at the idea of him presenting my dad with ten chicken nuggets.

Letting go of my hand, he stood up. “Shall I get him fries as well.”

“No,” I replied, my giggle turning into a full-on laugh. “The nuggets are fine.”

He bounced on the balls of his feet, like an excited toddler. “Sauces! What sauces shall I get? Tomato or barbeque?”

“Barbeque.”

“Right. I won’t be long.”

He leaned down, gave me a quick kiss, and went off to the counter. As I watched him looking hot and gorgeous as he ordered the food, I realised that I liked that he had rizz, but I also liked that he was a little bit nerdy, too.

Zak parked next to the kerb just as my dad drove onto the drive. I was surprised because it was almost nine, and I’d expected him to be back well before us. His meetings never usually went on so late.

“Oh good,” Zak said unbuckling his belt. “He’ll be able to eat them hot.”

I loved how it made him so excited. I just hoped my dad didn’t act up because I’d brought Zak home.

Opening the car door, he turned to me just before he got out. “He won’t mind me being here, will he?”

“No. Not at all.” I wasn’t sure, but if he did, he wouldn’t say anything in front of Zak.

As I rounded the front of the car, Dad was unfolding himself from his. As Zak reached out for my hand, my dad looked from him to me.

“Hello. Where’ve you two been?”

“Maccies,” Zak said, holding up his bag of nuggets. “We got you some chicken. Maddy said no fries, but…” he looked at me and grinned, “I didn’t listen.”

Dad smirked and crossed his arms over his chest. “That’s very kind of you.”

Zak pushed the bag closer to him, and Dad slowly unfolded his arms and took it from him.

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