Reminds me of the guy I met back in college. Couldn’t care less what anyone thinks about him, does what he likes, and doesn’t think twice about it.
“Mr. Cane, welcome to Disneyland. I’m Jorge, your guide for today.”
Breaker lends out his hand. “Jorge, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Please call me Breaker.”
“My pleasure,” Jorge says and then lends out his hand. “This must be Miss Fairweather-Fern.”
“Please, call me Lia,” I say as I shake his hand.
“Miss Lia, it’s a pleasure.” Gripping an iPad to his side, he says, “I understand it’s just your small party today. I received the planned schedule of events, and I have your reservations organized as well. It looks like we’re going to have a great day.”
“We are,” Breaker says.
“Wonderful, and please, if you want to stop for any food or need me to pick up food for you while you’re on a ride, I’d be more than happy to assist with that. I’m here to make your experience unforgettable.”
“Thank you, Jorge,” Breaker says.
“Well, if we’re ready, I think the first thing on our schedule today is to ride the Matterhorn.”
I glance up at Breaker, who is smiling because he knows—of course he knows—the Matterhorn is my favorite ride. I love how old and janky it is. Being tossed around makes me laugh more than the actual ride.
“Might as well start with a bang, right?” he asks.
“You’re spoiling me today, aren’t you?” I ask as Jorge leads the way through the park.
“I am, but not to impress you. I don’t feel like I need to at this point.” He brings our connected hands to his lips as he says, “I’m spoiling you because I want to, because I get to, and because you deserve nothing but the best, Lia.” He presses a gentle kiss to my knuckles.
I don’t know how this happened, how I became so lucky to be with this man, but somehow, the universe has made it happen—maybe it was with the help of my parents who always loved Breaker, who always expected us to end up together. Maybe they had a little part in putting us together.
“You deserve so much too,” I say to Breaker, who just shakes his head.
“I have all I need, Lia,” he answers, looking me in the eyes.
“You ready for this?” Breaker whispers into my ear as the bar to our Peter Pan ship falls over our legs.
“Yes,” I say as we take off into the darkness of the ride.
“Good, now pull down your shorts.”
“What?” I ask on a laugh, and then I turn toward him.
“It’s a two-minute ride, Lia. If I can’t get you off in two minutes, then I don’t know what I’m doing as a man.”
“Stop.” I push at his chest. “You’re not getting me off on Peter Pan.” Whispering, I add, “Children ride these rides.”
“But it’s the Peter Pan Challenge.”
“Says who?” I ask.
“Says the behind-the-scenes sex enthusiasts.”
“Yeah, well you can contact your sex enthusiasts and tell them they’re freaks. Disney is sacred!”
“Sooo . . . is that going to be a no?”
I chuckle and shake my head. “That’s a hard no. My God, Breaker.”
He laughs and then loops his arm around me. “You know, I was only kidding.”
“For some reason, I don’t believe that.”
Our ship flies through London and off to Neverland, the enchanting children’s ride also one of my favorites. So far, we’ve made our way through all of Fantasyland, this being our last ride, and then we’re heading to Star Wars: Galaxy Edge next. We haven’t had to wait in line, and when we got off Snow White’s Enchanted Wish, Jorge had waters and cream cheese-stuffed pretzels for us. We found a place to sit, and I devoured my pretzel. Of course we shared with Jorge, who was more than gracious about it. We stopped to take pictures in front of the castle as well as in front of the Matterhorn, and we even went into a gift shop where Breaker bought us matching Disneyland shirts with the year on them. Classic souvenir. Lucky for us, Jorge has been carrying our bag.
It’s been so magical.
“Thank you,” I say to him. “This has really been such a perfect day. The perfect first date.”
“It’s not over yet,” he says. “We still have to hit up California Adventure after this.”
“We’re going to California Adventure?”
“Uh, yeah, it’s going to be a whole day.”