“It is snowing, so how about delivery?”
“My place is very familiar with take-out,” she laughed.
“I was thinking more in the lines of my place.”
“Oh,” she said softly.
“Any issue with that?” he asked, hoping there wasn’t.
“It’s just that…that…I hate for you to have to go back out to bring me home.”
“Let me worry about that.” Seth called in an order and requested it be delivered at his home. It wasn’t exactly what he’d scripted in his head earlier, but then again, nothing with Charlene ever seemed to follow his plan.
It didn’t take long for them to arrive and get settled in. Seth walked over and started a fire in the fireplace. It wasn’t cold in there, but it was the perfect night for it. Charlene stood looking out the window.
“It’s really coming down Seth. Maybe you should’ve let me take the bus home.”
“No way in hell would I let you do that on a night like this.” He walked up behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and enjoyed the feel of her as she leaned back against him.
“It’s beautiful to watch though.”
“Yes,” he said letting his hands run down her arms, and wrap around her, his fingers interlocking across her stomach. “Beautiful.”
“I could stand here and watch it fall all night,” Charlene said.
“Maybe we should kick off our shoes and get comfortable,” he suggested.
She didn’t move. “I don’t know. I’m kind of enjoying this right now,” she said, snuggling closer to him.
So am I.
The buzzer from the lobby announced a visitor. “Excuse me. I believe that’s our dinner.” Reluctantly he released his hold and walked over to the door. He picked up the phone.
Security said, “Mr. Lawson, you have a delivery. Would you like me to bring it up?”
“Yeah. Thank you.” Right now he was wishing he’d picked it up at restaurant himself. He didn’t want any disruptions, but at least this should be the last.
As soon as the food arrived, he said, “If you’d like, we can eat on the couch.”
“No. The kitchen is fine.” She walked over and grabbed one of the bags from him. “I can’t believe how much food you ordered.”
“You said you were starving.”
She giggled. “I was. I am. But I think you bought enough for a party, not for two.”
“We can have leftovers tomorrow,” he said as he put his bag on the table.
“Tomorrow? I didn’t know you invited me to dinner tomorrow too,” she said.
I was thinking breakfast.
“It’d be a shame to let it go to waste.”
“You obviously have no idea how hungry I am,” she laughed.
As they ate, Seth realized Charlene wasn’t joking. She had been hungry. “I’d offer you dessert, but I didn’t order any.”
“I’m so full that I couldn’t even eat one of your truffles.”