Untitled #1418

Untitled #1418 by sassy

I shot a side glance to Aria as I kept driving, my eyes taking her in quickly and a small smile appearing on my lips. She was asleep, curled up against the seat and looking like an exhausted cute thing, but still gorgeous. I had managed to finish filming early, and with early I meant before midnight, I had called her and informed her that we'd leave as soon as I had gotten home. Without too much arguing she had agreed and now, two hours and a half later, we were in Vancouver. It had been a miracle that I had been able to take a few days off, my movie was going good but there was a lot of work to do and it meant I had less time for Ar. A part of me felt guilty since I couldn't give all the attentions she deserved, while on the other hand she had always known how I was...mostly, I just missed her.

I stopped in front of the hotel where I had booked its best suite, guessing that, between not spending much time together and arguing because of someone else's marriage, I had to spoil my babe as much as I could. Our relationship was still solid, of course, only sometimes sharing your whole life with another person got hard, even more if the person was me. "Ar..." I trailed off, dropping my hand on her thigh and rubbing it gently.
"Mhm." Came her muffled response as she stared moving slowly and her eyes fluttered open. "Are we here yet?"
"Yet?" I raised one eyebrow at her, amused by her words.
"I felt like I fell asleep 5 minutes ago." She said in a quiet voice before offering a small smile, her face still sleepy and really cute.
"It was more than two hours ago." I grinned at her and leaned into her, pressing a kiss on her lips then unbuckling my safety belt as I eyed the valet.
"Not enough." She sighed, making me shake my head.
I climbed out the car, giving the key to the guy in uniform and instructing both him and the other guy about where to take our bags. Walking to the other side of the car I opened Aria's door and smirked, "Do you want me to pick you up and carry you like a baby?"
"I wish." She sighed again but a small grin tugged at her lips as she got out, her hand locking with mine immediately.
"I wouldn't want you to grow spoiled." I kept my smirk in place, genuinely happy to have some time for my girl only. I had even left my laptop home...that said a lot. "Do you want to eat something before going to our room? Or would you rather call room service?" I asked as an afterthought as we stepped into the lobby, my brain always working no matter if on my job or how to give Ar what she needed.
"Room service," Aria said quietly, her words followed by a yawn. Sometimes I wondered how she was able to sleep so much always. Unless I kept her awake of course.
"Did I just lose you again?" I asked with a laugh, giving her hand a small squeeze.
She lifted an eyebrow in confusion, "What?"
"You looked lost in a thought or like you were struggling not to fall back asleep," I told her and she grinned back at me, shaking her head even though I was right on both accounts.
"I was thinking about how handsome you look right now," She smiled back. "Well, always."
"You don't have to flatter me, you're already getting laid tonight," I joked and she broke into a laugh, leaning her body into mine as we made our way to the counter to check in.
"You're in a good mood," She said seriously, keeping her eyes on me even as the man at the counter waved us over. "You aren't afraid about withdrawals? From your laptop?"
"I'm hoping you'll be able to keep me distracted enough." I grinned at her, my tone a teasing one since if there was someone who could distract me? That was Ar.
"Way to make me feel under pressure." She said with an exaggerated sigh, smirking at me before cutting herself off with a yawn and leaning all her weight against my side as we stopped at the desk.
Before the man could say anything I slipped one of my credit cards from the pocket of my jacket and handed it to him. "I made a reservation under the name Pitt." I said quietly and cutting the conversation short and going straight to the point.
He looked taken aback but nodded, even adding a smile, as he looked at his computer. "Your room is the 619, last floor." He said and gave me back my card the other of our room. "Enjoy your stay."
"Thank you." I grabbed them and went back to smirking to Ar as I dragged her to the elevator, "Hey you don't fall asleep on me."
"You're just too comfortable." She muttered under her breath as she wrapped both arms around my waist, being really cute. Also the lobby was empty so I let her be.
I engulfed her into a tight hug as we stepped inside the elevator, genuinely happy of being with her. "I'm missing my laptop already." I said quietly with a smirk on my lips as I kissed the top of her head and inhaled her sweet scent deeply.
"Am I doing a bad job at keeping you distracted already?" Aria looked up at me with a pout playing on her lips, a fake and silly one.
I set my thumb on her bottom lip and ran it slowly to the side before she caught it between her teeth and gave it a gentle bite. "Hey feisty girl, I'm going to spank you if you don't behave," I said in a low warning tone even though I knew that my threats sounded like music to her ears. If I spanked her, I did her a favor.
"I can't be sleepy or feisty??" She asked while her pout returned. "I don't know what you want from me."
A grin spread across my face as I shook my head, "I think you do instead."
The elevator came to a slow stop and made a pinging noise. "Saved by the bell," She joked and leaned back into me, chest to chest.
I laughed at her words, "Now I'm curious what you think I want."
"I'd say it, but then I'd probably blush," She pulled back regretfully and used one hand to spank my ass playfully. "Lead the way handsome!"
"Ar." I groaned and grabbed her wrist, pulling her out the elevator as I pressed her against my side.
"What?" She asked innocently, letting me lead her down the hallway. I swear sometimes she killed me.
"First of all? Don't play innocent with me, you don't blush so easily." I grinned at her as I shot her a side glance, knowing how my girl was a very naughty one instead. Plus, she had nothing to be shy about when she was with me.
She bit down on her lips, looking up at me with those bid green eyes, "I don't know about that. Second of all?" She asked in a silly teasing tone.
I stopped in front of the door of our room, tilting my head down to press my lips against her ear. "Second of all, no spanking." I said and at the same time I spanked her, hard, the sound of my hand landing on her perfect a.ss echoing through the walls as she jumped a little.
"Ouch! You're confusing me." She grinned wide at me.
I shook my head, sliding the card and opening the door of our suite, "I make the rules, so I'm the one who can break them too." I explained as I filled my hand with her ass again, this time to squeeze it.
"There's nothing sexier than a bossy man," Aria joked with a grin, reaching for the light switch and taking her eyes off of me to look around the room. I had done my homework's and found time to make a resource for this hotel, picking it because I knew what Aria liked and I was in the right mood to spoil her. "Is there a jacuzzi?" She flicked her eyes back to me before leaving me standing there to explore.
I let out a snort behind her, "You're very easily distracted."
She ignored my words and peeked her head into the bathroom, "I found the jacuzzi and it has a detachable shower head!" She said with enthusiasm and I already knew why. That could be useful at home when she was alone, but now? She had me, didn't need anything else.
"We won't be needing that," I replied from behind her and wrapped both arms around her waist.
"We don't need it, but it'll be nice to try," She grinned up at me.
"Are you hungry?" I changed the subject without missing a beat, always sticking with the original plan no matter what it may be.
"I am. Are you?"
I bent my head over her neck, grinning then biting, "Starving."
"Oh, I see what you're doing here..." She trailed off as she set her hands on my forearms, pressing her a.ss against me and using the kind of voice that always told me where her thoughts were.
"You see nothing." I said nonchalantly as I pulled my head back, grin still in place when I grabbed her by the waist and adjusted her thin body over my shoulder.
"Seb!" She protested but broke into a chuckle, "How come you do this every time we're in an hotel room?"
"I don't know, maybe hotels bring out the cave man in me." I answered simply as I carried her back to the bedroom, spanking her fine a.ss in the process since it was too tempting.
This time she laughed and squirmed in my hold, a sound that I loved and always got to my heart. "You're so silly when you're in a good mood." She pointed out.
I didn't say anything back, because it was obvious that I was, and even though it still felt weird to me when I acted like this I had no problem about it as long as kept my babe happy. Also I had been such a pain in the a.ss lately that she deserved some stress free Sebastian. "Take those useless clothes off and order our food woman." I said instead as I laid her on the end of the bed, kissing her lips quickly in the process before I got in a straighter position again.
"Why and why?" She asked and bit down on her lip to conceal her smirk but failing, a knock on the door interrupting us.
"Because the bossy man says so." I grinned at her then walked to the door, opening it and finding the guy carrying our luggage. I nodded to the spot where I wanted our things to be as I prayed that Ar wouldn't pick that moment to come out of the bedroom half naked.
When he was done and closed the door, Ar appeared like a fluffy white vision, the robe she was wearing twice bigger than her and making her look like a life sized plush. It was cute of course, but I was hoping in something a little more sexy. "Are we alone yet?" She asked as she wrapped her arms around my waist from behind and then pressed her lips against the side of my neck.
"I half expected you to come out here wearing nothing," I replied and turned my head to get a better look at what she was wearing. "What is this?" I fingered the soft material while a smile played on her lips.
"It's called a robe," She pulled back and grinned at me. "They're typically worn when one gets out of the shower and is too lazy to put clothes on."
I shook my head but smirked at her, "I know what it is, but why are you wearing it?"
"You don't like it?" She faked a pout and set her hands on her hips, looking down at the fluffy white thing covering her.
"It's not the sexiest thing you've ever worn," I joked back and pulled on her waist so that her body was resting against mine. "What do you have on underneath it?"
She kept her pout in place and pulled back a little, "Maybe I'll show you after you order me food."
I tightened my grip on her to pull her back where she belonged, against me, "No." I said simply, wanting her to get spoiled and everything but always following my rules.
She raised one eyebrow slowly, my short response causing her pout to disappear and be replaced by a small amused smirk, "Why not?" She asked even though I was sure she knew the answer already. It wasn't that I was predictable, she just knew me really well.
"Because I never have idea of what food you're in the mood for and I don't want to end up ordering everything on the menu." I started and she cut me off with a glare before I could even go on.
"You make me sound like a spoiled little animal." She protested with a snort.
"That's what you are." I grinned from ear to ear, liking the description she had made of herself even though I was sure she didn't. I pulled back just so slightly to glance at her robe once again, "You could be bigfoot's little sister."
She narrowed her eyes on me, "I know what you're doing, you're trying to get me out of my robe by making fun of me..." She trailed off, her face killing me because she was making it sound like I had had this planned. But that definitely sounded like something I could have done.
"Is it working?" I asked instead of denying, playing with the sash of the robe and dying to undo it.
"No." She shook her head stubbornly and grinned, always liking to go against me when it was only silly instead.
I moved my hands quickly and untied the robe, my eyes dropping down her fucking perfect body. And naked. I pulled back to give it a better view and grinned. "Don't you even dare to tie it again." I warned because that was how I wanted her to see her the whole weekend, then walked back to the bedroom to get changed myself, "And order us food."
"Alright, but when room service gets here I'm going answer the door naked," Aria said loud enough for me to hear, make me groan in response as I got rid of my clothes and put on a pair of sweats. "Your orders boss," She added before going silent or it was more likely me not hearing her.
I headed to the bathroom where I washed my face and my tiredness away, deciding against wearing a t-shirt too because in these hotels it was always so hot it felt like tropics. "Did you order?" I asked and wrapped my arms around her waist once I walked back to Ar.
"I did," She leaned her body back into my arms and turned her head sideways, taking in my body. "Hey! Why aren't you naked?!"
A smirk played on my lips as I raised an eyebrow, "Why are you pouting?"
"Because you should be matching me right now," She replied and turned in my arms, setting her hands on my chest.
"Says who?" I asked with a brow raised, my hands moving from her hips to her ass to keep her in place while I thought that yes, here was where she belonged.
"Me." She said as she grinned wide at me, her fingers brushing against my skin as she made her way up to my neck, leaving a warm trail behind her.
My grin matched hers as I pulled her closer, pushing her body against me until her nips poked my chest. God she was too hot be true, even after years I couldn't get over how sexy she was, how beautiful her features were, how much I was attracted to her. "And who are you?" I asked back.
"Your girlfriend." She said seriously before breaking again into a smirk.
"That you are. But you're not the boss, so your word doesn't count much." I joked, always pretending there was a challenge going on between us to see who got more power in our relationship when we both knew we were perfectly balanced instead. At that she just sighed way too dramatically and shook her head, "What?" I asked, my eyebrow back to rising.
"Nothing, I was wondering for how long I'll still have to pretend that you're the boss." She said as she bit back a grin, more like trying and failing since her lips curved upwards as soon as she stopped talking.
The knock on echoing through the suite interrupted us as I pulled away regretfully, walking backwards to grin back at her, "As long as you'll be with me." I said in a playful tone before disappearing from her view and opening the door. Once again I let the guy inside, him setting the serving cart next to the table in the living room before leaving again.
As soon as the door closed again Ar joined me, hands on her hips and her body on display, "Why you can go open the door half naked and I can't?" She asked, being silly.
"Because I'm the boss." I smirked then my eyes took in the amount of food we had before I looked back at her, "But a better question would be, do we have guests?"
"No, I'm a growing girl," Aria grinned back at me as my eyes flashed down to her flat stomach. Her body was perfect.
"Uhm," I replied unintelligently. "I haven't noticed," I added and sat down on the couch, taking in all the food with my eyes slowly.
She sat down beside me and faked a serious expression, "Really? My booty is growing."
I let out a laugh and reached for a bottle of water, uncapping it and taking a sip. "Are you fishing for compliments?" I asked after swallowing, setting the bottle back down.
"No," She shook her head, "I already know how obsessed you are with my ass. I don't need you to tell me every day... I'm not one of those needy girls."
"Just crazy?" I lifted an amused eyebrow at her before reaching for a cheeseburger and taking a big bite.
This time she laughed and rolled her eyes, "You must like your women crazy then."
"The only woman I like crazy is you." I grinned and took my eyes on her as I sunk my teeth into my cheeseburger again and feeling as if I could eat other 10 and still not be full. After a whole day of working and a bunch of hours driving I was exhausted, sure, but I had forgotten how hungry I was too.
She bit back a smirk as she stretched her arm out to reach for her chicken burger, almost losing her balance and rolling down the couch, making me grin wider. "What about the other women?" She asked with a silly look on her face before attacking her food like the little cute animal she was sometimes.
"Got no other women." I answered after swallowing as I watched her, feeling content and completely fulfilled like I hadn't in a long time. For the first time in months I was finally realizing how simple and natural things between Aria and I were getting, how I had no doubts about us at all.
"Mhm." She mumbled, her lips closed and her mouth still full as she crawled closer to me, waiting for me to adjust on the couch so that she could sit on my legs. She licked the corner of her mouth, looking absolutely perfect and it wasn't just her face or her body, it was the whole situation, the whole her, the whole us. "What about your sisters? Your mom? Your nieces?"
I reached for the fries, wishing I had a few more hands to do all I wanted to do, like eating everything and keep some kind of contact with my girl. Being so busy with work and not enough busy with her was fluking with my head. "They're not in the same category as yours."
"Must be the crazy category." She grinned as she took the fry I was leading to my mouth and ate it with a silly satisfied expression on her gorgeous face.
I took another couple of fries, glaring at her in the process to discourage to steal my food from me again but she only gave me an innocent look instead. "Speaking of which." I paused to finally eat, "We should start planning our holidays."
She furrowed her brows as she chewed slowly, her green eyes looking at me in a questioning way, "Our what?"
I shrugged my shoulders, not sure about how to say this or if I should have even said anything at all since it was completely a new territory for me. Christmas was about to come, again, but this year I had nothing to run away from, and I would be with Aria, but where? Also after years of denying my family's invitation this time maybe I could say yes. There was nothing weird or difficult about this, but for me it was. Add to that that I had promised Ar to take her away months before and we hadn't had the chance to go to the sunny beach she had been dreaming about yet. "I have two weeks off from filming between Christmas and New Year's Eve." I said simply as if that explained everything and, in my head it did.
"Two weeks off?" Both eyebrows shot up while Ar digested that bit of news.
I tried to read her expression but all I could see was surprise. I had no idea of what she expected for me and I couldn't blame if maybe she couldn't tell herself what to expect to me too. I worked, a lot, always, there were no holidays or anything when I did, but as long as my decisions were for me only it was okay, now I had to think about Aria too. And I was already ignoring Thanksgiving completely, thinking about Christmas was the least I could do. "Yes," I said simply, still eating.
She set down her chicken burger and reached for a napkin to wipe her hands clean, "Do I get you to myself for two whole weeks?!" A grin played on her lips and her eyes got darker, letting me know exactly what she was thinking about now. Sex. Tons of sex, for all the nights when I'd come back home too late for making her come, for all the times she'd be sleeping while I was wide awake working. I had a lot to make up for.
I grinned back at me and laughed, "Why'd your nips just get hard?"
She glanced down and then back up at me, "I'm cold, but that's beside the point. What did you have in mind? Seattle?"
I blinked at her, genuinely surprised that she could think about Seattle first. I mean, of course we had our jobs there, our temporary home, but what else? There wasn't much else and no matter how much I enjoyed spending time on my own, with Ar, weren't winter holidays the time of the year when you got close to your family? Then again, both our relationships with our families were, in different ways, complicated. "I don't know, did you?" I asked back, wanting to have an idea of where she was in this before speaking my mind.
"You don't know?" She raised one eyebrow slowly, giving me an amused look, "Lies, you always plan everything."
"True, but I haven't yet." I shrugged as I stuffed my mouth with the last bite of my cheeseburger and letting my eyes move to the other foods since I was still starving. "I'm asking you first before I decide everything and go planning crazy." I added as I used her words against myself while I reached for a plate full of chicken nuggets.
"Those were mine." She protested narrowed her eyes on me, only making me grin.
"What is yours is mine." I said nonchalantly as I popped one in my mouth, watching her and waiting for her to go on with the previous subject. When she didn't and just stared at me, I swallowed. "What do you want to do Ar?" I asked more seriously.
"I asked first." She retorted and this time, I groaned in frustration.
I reached for my water and took a long sip, giving myself some time in order not to lose my patience already. "I was wondering if you'd want to spend time with your family." I said eventually, carefully, never knowing how she'd react to that option. To be completely honest I wasn't dying to see her parents, but I'd do it for her. "But I wasn't thinking to stay in Seattle anyway." I added.
Aria nodded her head, "San Francisco then?"
"Not necessarily," I replied and I could see relief washing over her face, even though her expression barely changed. She was obvious about some things, like her hate for the city I loved instead.
"Then..." She trailed off and lifted both eyebrows, waiting for me to go on.
"Don't you want to see your family?" I asked in another one of my nonchalant voices when this subject was anything but. Spending the holidays with her dad glaring at me or her mother asking me every moment if I Was going to marry Aria was basically my idea of hell, but I'd do it for Ar anyway because I had to.
She ran her tongue across her top lip while reaching for a chicken nugget and shrugging her shoulder, looking lost in her thoughts and I bet, she had a lot to think about with the mess her family was. "Do you want to see your family?" She asked instead and popped the chicken nugget into her mouth, chewing while she stared at me.
"Babe, that's what I asked you." I grinned at her but kept a soft voice since I knew how touchy the subject was and the last thing I wanted was upset her during our weekend out of town. Lately I was all about calm and patience, I swear I was becoming a new person. I wondered how long it would last.
"But do you want to see your family?" She repeated, ignoring me completely and looking at me with those big bambi eyes that were one of my biggest weaknesses.
I took a deep breath and shook my head, "Ar, you can't play this game with the person who invented it." I kept my smirk in place, wiping my hands on a napkin before reaching for her hips to hold her.
"Okay, then answer me." She shrugged nonchalantly, as stubborn as usual and from the look on her face I knew she was ready to go to war.
"I do want to see my family." I gave up eventually since at some point one of us had to speak its mind or we'd never take a decision. "But we don't have to." I added as an afterthought, not wanting to force her to do anything even though, oddly enough, she seemed more comfortable around my family than I was.
She bit down on her lip as if considering my words, shifting on my body to get closer, "So we'd go to LA?" She asked after a moment of silence, the name of that city alone making me want to groan since I hated it with passion.
"Last time I checked my parents still lived in the area." I answered sarcastically but this time I couldn't hide the lack of enthusiasm in my tone. I was already dreading the moment when we'd get out the airport, the sticky air, the stupid gossips, the hollywood lifestyle I loathed so much. It made me miss San Francisco all over again, my family wasn't there though even if I considered that city home.
"Hey, it was your idea," Aria pointed out with a grin, studying my face for a moment before cupping my chin and tilting her head down to press her lips against mine. She grinned against my lips, "So we'll go back home for the holidays."
I snorted while she pulled her head back to smile at me, my kisses having that effect on her always and I was lucky for that. "It's hardly home," I said flatly, wishing I could stop my mood change but I couldn't help it instead. It was a situation where no matter what we did, I'd never completely win, and that frustrated me.
"You're the one who was born and raised there," She shrugged. "It'll be fun though. We haven't seen your family since..." She trailed off, probably not wanting to mention that night ever again.
"Yeah," I said simply, not saying more on the subject. "What about you?"
"What about me?"
"Do you want to visit your family?" I asked, the conversation playing like a broken record in a sense and it would keep going like this until she'd give me an answer.
She shrugged her shoulders and leaned her body into mine, my arms wrapped around her to make her feel that I was there with her no matter what. "I'd love to see my dad," She smiled at me.
I watched her but I really couldn't smile back, while I understand why she wanted to see her dad and had nothing against it, I also didn't get along with the man for more reasons than one. Above all, though, I didn't like how he always treated his daughter more like a client than like his blood. Also, he was a shitty manager, not that I'd ever say that out loud. "Okay." I said eventually with a shrug, doing my best to act nonchalant and probably failing.
"It won't be that bad." Ar pointed out as if she was trying to read my thoughts, then frowned, "Or at least I hope so."
I pushed her hair off her face, taking in her beautiful features, "It will be fine." I said quietly, not really sure about it but what could I do?
"You hate him." She raised one eyebrow at me as her fingers played with my hair.
"Now, hate is a strong word...." I trailed off and knew I couldn't deny what was obvious to both of us. "Unless you use it to describe how he feels about me instead."
"You two just don't get along." She said then she pursed her lips, the expression on her face showing how right I was. He hated me, I didn't even know why, and I didn't really cared.
I shrugged it off since I knew that I'd handle it anyway, probably keeping my mouth shut, "I'll behave babe. Just let me know when so that I can tell my mom when we'll be going there instead." I said as I mentally started planning, next wondering where we'd stay since I had sold my house and there was no way I'd go to Aria's and risk to run into that idiot of Gavin. LA already sucked enough without meeting him.
"Deal," Aria smiled back at me, looking lost in a thought for a moment but that didn't worry me. Not anymore. "I don't know what I'd do without you," She snaked both arms around my neck, shifting her body on my lap to face me.
I groaned as her hips rolled against mine, my eyes still completely aware by the fact that she wasn't wearing much. Lucky me for having a girlfriend who had the body of a goddess. "Are you done eating already?" I asked and moved my hands to her hips, holding them in place to keep here from teasing me further.
She looked over her shoulder at the heaping amount of food then back at me, "I should pace myself since it's almost Thanksgiving."
I let out a laugh, a genuine one, the kind that happened only when I had my Ar around. "Do we already have plans?" I lifted an eyebrow while I studied her expression yet again.
"I'm going to make up dinner," She said while nodding her head.
"Just the two of us?"
"Yes," She moved one hand to cup the back of my neck, glancing down at my lips for a moment then back up to my eyes. "Do you prefer ham or turkey? Or both?"
"Do you know how to cook either?" I lifted an eyebrow at her again.
A pout fell on her face as she leaned into me, "Of course!"
"We'll see." I grinned at her reaction, never giving her enough credit for what she did to me, which was a lot. Even though I got better with words, I was still bad and I liked facts more.
At that, she gave a tug at my hair like a man baby, "We'll see nothing! You already know I can cook." She paused and narrowed her eyes on my amused expression, "Am I wrong or I'm the one who cooks every night?"
"Almost." I pointed out, more to tease her than anything. She took care of me perfectly and now that I was so used to that I wondered how the h.ell I had survived all those years without her. Also, hearing her saying it out loud it was weird, the more I thought about it the more I realized we had our own routine now and it was kind of a scary thought.
She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms against her chest, pushing her breasts together, distracting me, no matter if on purpose or not. "Almost every night."
I reached for her nips and pinched them, unable to help myself. "You make simple things. Delicious, but simple."
"Ouch!" She protested as she slapped my hand away but I could see a grin tugging at her lips, "And are you complaining?"
"No." I said more seriously to let her know that I meant it, wrapping my arms tightly around her waist as I leaned into her, "I love the way you cook. I'm just saying that turkey is kind of hard to make."
"That's why I'm making ham." She announced and I laughed.
"What if I want turkey instead?" I asked with a wide grin on my face before kissing her lips softly. "Or both?" I added.
She shrugged her shoulders as her arms went around my neck again, "You'll stuff it yourself because it's gross and I don't want to touch it."
I laughed again, amused to no end by her silliness. "Are you afraid it could come back from the dead?"
"Of course not," Aria wrinkled her nose with a more serious expression on her face. "I just have no desire to butcher a turkey and pull out its guts. It sounds messy."
A snort escaped me as I shook my head, "Then ham it is."
"I like the way you think," She pressed a chaste kiss against my lips and pulled back, smiling at me.
"With mashed potatoes, corn, green beans, broccoli, cranberry -"
She leaned back into me and kissed me again, this time to stop me from listing one more food. Truth was, I didn't give a damn about it, but I was curious to know how far she'd go. "You're pushing your luck now," She muttered against my lips and grinned. "We won't need much food since it'll be just us."
I lifted an eyebrow again and looked past her at the food still on the table. "Says the girl who just ordered half the menu..." I trailed off, returning my eyes back to meet hers.
"My baby needs to eat," She poked my hard stomach.
Both of my eyebrows shot up, "Who?"
"My boo," She said simply, knowing how I hated that nickname. What was I, a three months old baby? A puppy? I was neither.
"Who?" I tried again as a sigh escaped her, silent but loud enough for me to catch.
"Just some hottie," She shrugged her shoulders.
I leaned my back against the couch as I looked at her with a straight face, "So you're not talking about me."
"Aren't you some hottie?" She asked with a grin making its way on her soft lips.
"It sounds too generic." I pointed out and grinned with her, because it was so rare for us to be both in a silly mood that I'd better enjoy it instead of ruining by pointing out how I hated being called boo or stuff like that.
"My hottie?" She tried, the look on her face adorable.
I leaned into her again and brushed my nose against hers before kissing her lips softly, "Better." I smirked as I dropped my hands on her a.ss.
"My man." She went on as the grin on her lips got wider and her hold on my neck tighter.
"Much better." I grinned back at her, debating if taking her to bed or eating some more. I was hungry, but I also needed her right now, also I knew that once I'd start with her I wouldn't stop for a long time.
She nodded before tilting her head down, her lips pressing on my neck and trailing up to behind my ear where she stopped to talk. "What does my man want to do now?" She asked in a low sexy voice.
"Are we done talking babe?" I asked back, grinning even though she couldn't see me.
"I think you planned enough for tonight, you should survive at least a couple day." She answered in a teasing voice, making fun of me just because I wanted to have everything under my control. Instead of getting mad I spanked her a.ss instead, her teeth sinking into my neck a second later. "Ouch!" She protested.
"Hey, you just bit me too!" I grinned when she pulled her head back to look at me, "Still hungry?"