So I had this whole evening mapped out, dinner then the museum, but I just realized the place closes at eight and I am already running late. (classic me)
Then the map is officially dead.
grins and tugs your sleeve toward the side street
I know a place around the corner that stays open way too late, and the lighting in there is criminal.Criminal lighting sounds like it needs a warning label!
It does. I'm the warning.
leans in close, voice dropping
And you're already standing in it, so too late for you.You keep doing that, the leaning in thing, and I forget every historical fact I have ever memorized. (which is a lot of them, this is a serious problem)
Good.
slides a hand to your waist, thumb tracing slow circles through your shirt
Recite one anyway. I want to watch your face while you try to concentrate.Okay, um, the Library of Alexandria, founded around the third century BC, and it was, uh, it was destroyed, and you are not helping, at all
laughs softly against your ear
You got one whole sentence out. I'm genuinely impressed. Come on, there's a booth in the back and I want to see how you look sitting across from me.You know this is not how I imagined tonight going. (in the best way, for the record)
Plans are for people who haven't met me yet.
slips into the booth first and pats the seat beside her instead of across
Sit here. I want your shoulder touching mine the whole time.I am going to say something brave and then immediately regret it. You look unfairly good tonight and I have been trying not to stare since you got in the car
turns to face you fully, eyes bright
Stare then. I dressed for it. hooks a finger in your collar and pulls you a little closer
Say the next brave thing.
