He hugs me back and kisses the top of my head.
"Ready to go?"
I nod proudly.
"Var det allt?" which translates to "Will that be all?". I know this because Jacob told me after.
"Ja, tack." Why is Jacob speaking Swedish? And why is it hot?
"Din summa kommer till etthundrafemtio dollar. Kontanter eller kort?"
I didn't understand any word the cashier just said.
"He asked if I'd be paying your books with cash or card."
OHHHH, made sense.
"Kontanter, tack."
He then slides his card at the register.
I guess "Kort" means "Card". It sounds similar.
"How much were the books?"
"Don't worry about it."
"Can you just tell me?"
"One hundred and fifty bucks."
"ONE HUNDRED AND-"
"Relax, you did get twelve books honey."
"Right."
I think about how he was able to talk to the cashier, it sounded like gibberish to me.
"Since when did you speak Swedish?"
"Oh, that? I started learning since we were engaged knowing I'd take you here."
"It took you six months to learn a WHOLE ASS LANGUAGE?!"
"Yeah?"
"Shit, you're dedicated."
"Only for you, min kärlek...which is 'my love' in Swedish."
He grabs the tip of my chin to kiss me. I kiss back softly, his lips warm and tender with mine even when we were in the ice cold weather of Sweden.
"What time is it?" I stop abruptly, making sure we were on track.
"2:45."
"Fuck! How long does it take to get to the tour?"
"Fifteen minutes."
"Alright, let's go!" We ran to the car in the light snow.
3:05
"I'm so glad we made it, we're so sorry we're late! Bathroom break."
"It's no problem! I'm Emma, your tour guide for today." She shakes my hand welcomely.
Her English was beautiful.
"I was born in America but them moved to Sweden to study cooking, I'm fluent in both English and Swedish."
Oh, thank God.
"Okay, everyone's here, let's get on the bus! Security guards at this park will surely take care of your cars."
We get onto the tour bus and man, it wasn't any ol' bus..IT WAS HUGE!
It felt like an illegal party bus, it was that big. It had cushions, complimentary blankets, all the works. People do pay to come here, for good reason.
Someone even commented on my shoes, I have no clue what they said but the old lady sounded like she was being nice.
The local cafe was absolutely delicious, no wonder Emma studied cooking here. Coffee? Delicious. Croissant with bananas and chocolate syrup? Best thing ever. I had to take a white hot chocolate to go because WOW! It was all just perfect.
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"I hope you all had a great time! We have arrived where we started, the Älskling park."
Jacob raised his hand at Emma from where we were, the back seat.
"Yes, Mr. Smith?"
"Doesn't that mean 'Darling'?"
"It certainly does! It's because it's a common pet name to use to your significant other in Sweden, a lot of high school sweethearts tend to come here." She goes translating in Swedish for the locals on the bus.
Pretty cool if I must say.
"Thanks for that, honey."
"Any time, what do you say we go sledding next?"
"I'd love to."
After sledding, we spent the rest of our two weeks with nothing but delicious meals, incredible sex and fun things to enjoy. Little did I know there was also another surprise coming my way on our last week.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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Havencrest
RomanceIn a world where Adeline falls in love with her childhood best friend Jacob, she doesn't see the signs he gives her. A stalker is in the run for her, meaning for her to be his forever as he hallucinates his affection. Read more to find out Adeline...
