puckandpie: (red jacket)
Eric Bittle ([personal profile] puckandpie) wrote in [personal profile] eatmoreprotein 2016-05-19 05:34 am (UTC)

I'm not sure how seriously he means it, but I know by the way my heart is thumping beneath my chest, how badly I want him to mean it. Now is not the time to press, though. Not when it's only been a couple weeks and everything about this night is absolutely magical.

"Oh, I've been upgraded to monsieur shoe, have I?" I tease, letting the way he looks at me just warm me all over as he loads up our plates.

I'm a little surprised by the bottle of champagne he pulls out, but Jack's been here months now and he hasn't fallen off the wagon once so far as I know. If he can trust himself with this, I can too. It's hard not to jump when he uncorks the bottle and I laugh as he lets the bubbles overflow into the sand as I reach into the basket to pull out two glasses.

"Goodness, you really thought of everything, didn't you?" I say. At this point, I'm fairy sure the smile is permanently carved into my face. "And here I used to think you were some kinda robot."

Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting