chap19

Belle blushed at his comment.
"You look great, as always" he said, with a smile.
"So do you" she said. He was wearing cargo shorts with a nice shirt.
"For once, I actually approve of your hair" he said, coming over to her. "It's cute. You kinda look like a princess with it like that"
"What about yours?" she said. "Did you even do it?"
"Yes, I did it" Shawn protested. Belle shook her head.
"I don't like it like that" she said. "Go get your gel". Shawn started to protest but she just pointed to the bathroom. He went to his room and met her in the bathroom with it.
"Sit" she said, pointing to the edge of the tub. He sat and Belle put some in her hands. She brushed the front of his hair up with it and styled it the way she liked. "There you go" she said, turning to wash her hands.
"Is there anything you can't do?" he asked, following her to her room. She hit him lightly. "Just kidding" he said, grabbing her purse and handing it to her. "Let's go". They went out to the living room where everyone was sitting. Greta was wearing a blue and white skirt with a blue top and Eric was also in shorts and a shirt. Everyong else was dressed similarly.
"Don't you two look cute!" Hope said. "I like your hair that way Shawn, did you do it?"
"No, Belle did" he said. Hope smiled.
"We need pictures" she suddenly announced. She took one of Greta and Eric on the couch and then turned to the two younger ones. She made them get closer as she took a picture and then had one taken with Bo and Mrs. Horton.
"Are we done now? I'm starving" Shawn interrupted, the second the picture was taken. Belle elbowed him and he raised his eyebrows at her.
"Yes, we can go" Bo said. They went down the stairs and all piled into the van. It was a short trip and they quickly went in and got seated. The waitress led them to a table and they stood around it for awhile, deciding on seating, until they sat in this order: Hope, Bo, Shawn, Mrs. Horton, Eric, Greta, and Belle.
"Can I take your drink orders, please?" the waitress asked. Bo looked at Hope expectantly.
"I'll have a non-alcoholic Cosmopolitan" she ordered.
"Iced tea" Bo said. "Shawn?"
"I don't know yet, come back to me" he said, poring over his menu.
"I'll have a glass of water, please" Mrs. Horton said.
"Mrs. H, get what you want, our treat" Bo said.
"If you insist dear" she said. "I'll have a glass of white wine"
"Living dangerously, aren't we Gran?" Shawn teased her.
"I'll have a Long Island Ice Tea" Eric ordered, getting out his wallet to show his ID.
"Just water, please" Greta said.
"Me too" Belle added.
"Girls, get something more, we're making this a special night" Hope said. "They'll both have non-alcoholic strawberry daquiris...is that ok?"
"Sure, that's fine" Belle said, and Greta nodded her head in agreement.
"Sounds good, I'll have one too" Shawn spoke up. Belle sat back and opened her menu to look at the entrees.
"Your hair looks so cute" Greta said, leaning over to Belle.
"Thanks" she said, as Greta looked across the table.
"Shawn's staring at you" she whispered, leaning in closer to Belle.
"Shh" Belle said, not looking up.
"But he is" she insisted. Belle felt her cheeks getting hot.
"What are you two whispering about over here?" Hope interrupted them.
"Girl stuff" Greta said, sitting up with a smile. Belle ventured her eyes upward and saw that Shawn really was watching her. When he saw that she had noticed, he too blushed and buried his head in his menu.
"Told you" Greta said, under her breath. Belle quickly looked down at her menu but couldn't read it as her mind raced. *Could he really be looking at me?* she thought to herself. *I never really thought about all this before until Greta brought it up. And now I think I might have feelings for him too...but I'm still not sure*. Greta interrupted her thoughts as the waitress came back with their drinks.
"What are you thinking about?" Greta asked, as the waitress took Hope's order.
"Deciding what to get" she said, becoming a little flustered. Greta stared her hard in the eyes. "Ok, I was thinking about what you said".
"I think he likes you" Greta said, leaning her head in, their voices covered by the waitress.
"I think you're seeing things that aren't there" Belle protested.
"He was just staring at you" she insisted. "And did he say anything about how you looked tonight?"
"Well, yeah, but he always does" Belle said. "But he said I looked nice...that I looked like a princess, I think is what he said". Greta laughed.
"Hey, that's my job" Greta joked. The girls giggled to themselves and Belle looked up to see everyone looking at them.
"And what would you like to eat tonight?" the waitress asked Greta, the whole table waiting for them.
"Whoops, sorry..." Greta started as Belle put her hand over her eyes, blushing.
"And you?" the waitress asked.
"Umm..." she said, quickly looking over the menu she had been neglecting. Her eyes caught one meal as she scanned down the sheet. "I'll have a small portion of fettuccini alfredo with shrimp". They passed their menus over as Belle tried to cool her cheeks.
"What was so funny?" Eric asked, leaning over Greta. She put her hand on his cheek and gently pushed him back in his seat, not answering him.
"So, is everyone enjoying their vacation so far?" Hope asked.
"Don't even have to think about it, it's been great" Eric answered. Greta smiled at him and he took her hand in his.
"It's seriously been a blast, Mom" Shawn said. Everyone stopped talking and Belle shifted her position in the uncomfortable silence. The waitress quickly came with their orders and everyone dug into the food. Belle quickly took a bite and it tasted good but left a strange taste in her mouth-she figured it was just the way the restaurant made it. She was reaching for her drink when Shawn caught her eye across the table. He gave her a little wink as he reached for a dinner roll. Trying to be cool also, she picked her fork up and gave him a sexy grin. He laughed and she became flustered and dropped her fork on the ground. Shawn laughed harder as she bent over to get it and came back up wtih a red face. Greta had seen the whole thing and laughed gently beside her as she went back to eating.
"Wow, that was delicious" Shawn finally said, putting down his fork. "I couldn't eat another bite if I tried"
"Well, there's something we don't hear often" Bo joked. Everyone else quickly finished and sat back to relax until the bill came. A new song came over the loudspeaker and Bo leaned over to Hope. "May I have this dance?" he asked her.
"Why certainly" she said, holding out her hand for him to help her. He led her to the dance floor and a minute later, Eric and Greta joined them. Shawn watched his parents happily until he felt someone nudge him.
"What?" he asked, turning to his grandmother. She motioned under the table in Belle's direction, who was also watching them dance. He shrugged his shoulders at her, not understanding, and she raised her eyebrows and nodded at the dance floor. "Ohh!" he said, finally getting it. Belle hadn't noticed so she jumped a little when he appeared at her side.
"Belle, would you like to dance?" he asked her.

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