My smile goes wide at Bittle's reaction to the flowers, but the question stumps me a little. "Um, possibly? I'm not sure who that is. But I'm glad that you like them."
After a brief moment of indecision, I lean in and kiss Bittle on the cheek. My lips linger on his soft, warm skin for a moment and then I pull back to give him a smile that's a bit nervous and mischievous all at once. "Are you ready for your dinner?"
I hook my thumb over my shoulder at the restaurant behind me. "It's not here, by the way."
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Date: 2016-05-06 04:25 pm (UTC)After a brief moment of indecision, I lean in and kiss Bittle on the cheek. My lips linger on his soft, warm skin for a moment and then I pull back to give him a smile that's a bit nervous and mischievous all at once. "Are you ready for your dinner?"
I hook my thumb over my shoulder at the restaurant behind me. "It's not here, by the way."