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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 14, 2007 21:23:22 GMT -5
David chuckled while he cut another piece of the chicken. He blew on it briefly and popped it into his mouth. Hot, very hot, but he handled it nd them took a sip of water. Lillian must of though it hot too, because she pactically jumped and downed her water. "You alright love?" David asked, a bit amused, but concerned. David laughed at her joke. "Yes, you did. Carbs can be hot. Beware." he joked back.
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Post by Gaby.Lily.Kaci.Eva.Cam♥ on Feb 21, 2007 17:08:21 GMT -5
Embarassed by her burnt tongue, and in awe from his calling her 'love' she just smiled. "Hot, but fine." she replied, knowing he could easily take that comment both ways. She looked into his eyes, swooning at the way he called her 'love.' She knew he called all females that, but she still felt special when it came from her to her. A girl could dream couldn't she. So what if he called everyone 'love', everyone wasn't there right now, just her and him, 'love.'
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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 21, 2007 19:19:34 GMT -5
David grinned, taking her reply in both ways. He chuckled and knew that she could have taken 'love' the wrong way. Aw, who cares. She was beautiful, and he liked her, a bit. Besides, he called practically every woman he met that. It didn't really mean anything besides a simple term of affection. He took another bite of his chicken, then a sip of water.
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Post by Gaby.Lily.Kaci.Eva.Cam♥ on Feb 22, 2007 16:10:04 GMT -5
She finished her last peice of chicken and then popped in a few fries. "Almost ready for desert?" she asked him, holding her glass to her lips. She looked at the clock, it was getting late.
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Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Feb 22, 2007 18:49:39 GMT -5
David finished his chicken happily and then his fries were finsihed too. He smiled at Lillian's question. "Dessert? Yes, yes. I'm ready for that." he said to her. It was nearly nightfall. David looked over to the clock. It was getting pretty late. He smiled once again, after having a pretty good day. Better than good really.
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Post by Gaby.Lily.Kaci.Eva.Cam♥ on Apr 4, 2007 10:34:41 GMT -5
As if he knew, the waitor returned to the table and asked if they wanted dessert. "I'll have the apple crumcake special, with a scoop of vanilla tierre please." Lillian answered. She wondered if Derek would order the same thing. As good as the apple crumcake was, she hated it when men just said 'I'll have the same.' Where's their sense of independence? Were they just followers, or would they step up to the plate and be a leader? She hoped she wasn't dating a 'follower.' She waited for Derek to order something, hopefully something...different.
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