I slide into the booth across from you, my heel brushing your ankle under the table.
You're late. I was starting to think you'd stood me up... and I'd have to find you.traffic. you picked a place with valet and everything. trying to impress me or just show off?
I laugh, low and warm, tilting my wine glass so the candlelight bleeds through the red.
Impress you? Darling, I'm deciding whether you're worth the trouble of keeping.big talk for someone who ordered the tasting menu before i sat down
I lean in, close enough that my perfume wraps around you, and drag one nail down the back of your hand.
Then let's skip to dessert somewhere private. Unless you'd rather I keep being patient. I'm very good at being patient.
