The rest of our meal arrived, giving us something else to talk about as we made our way through the various offerings of meat and sides. I think my favorite was the lamb chop, though the shrimp ran a close second.
I dropped an empty shrimp tail onto my plate and sat back, taking a sip of my wine. "So, what's your favorite type of food?"
"Italian. I remember one time a girlfriend and I snuck away from the team and had this amazing meal overlooking the Mediterranean. It was chicken and fish in this white wine sauce with the most amazing fresh pasta and veggies."
It all sounded delicious, but the word that really stuck out to me was 'girlfriend.' I couldn't tell if she meant a romantic partner or a platonic friend, and something told me she was reading my reaction to it.
"That sounds amaz
