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“Well, the spaghetti and meatballs sounded good at first, but now I’m thinking chicken Alfredo…” Amber hummed.
“Well, the spaghetti and meatballs sounded good at first, but now I’m thinking chicken Alfredo…” Amber hummed.
"We could have both," William suggested. "Small size for both, unless you want a bigger chicken Alfredo?"
“Oh, no, actually that sounds great!” Amber agreed with a grin. “We could share, if you’re okay with that?”
William returned her grin with a smile of his own. “I’m perfectly fine with sharing. You shouldn’t even ask.”
“Wonderful. Now come here,” Amber chuckled, leaning over the table expectantly.
William simply chuckled, not listening to her demand. “We have to order first, remember?”
“Yes, but I want to kiss you, so come here,” Amber laughed.
“Let me think about that…” William pulled on a thoughtful expression. “Okay, done. Maybe next time, Blue.”
“William!” Amber exclaimed in another laugh. “Just lean over the table and kiss me. Or else we can sleep in separate apartments tonight.”
William immediately grabbed her arm at that, leaning over the table and pressing their lips together. His other hand rested at the back of her head, holding her in place as he kissed her.
“Mmph,” slipped the surprises sound from Amber’s lips as William suddenly slammed his into them. She had wanted nothing more than a peck on the lips, but of course he had to go and make her want more by kissing her like this. Her lips moved against his for a moment before she forced herself to pull away, taking a couple of breaths before slowly sitting back down in her seat. “I just wanted something soft and short, but that definitely worked…”
William shot her a smirk at her reaction. Yes, he knew she wanted a short one. He also knew she wanted more once he did that. But of course she showed restraint. She was better at it, anyway.
“Come back here, then,” he said breathlessly. “I’ll give you a soft and short kiss.”
Amber narrowed her eyes at him, knowing what he was trying to do. A hint of desire flashed across her eyes before she stifled it, waiting for later.
“When we get home, maybe. The. You can give me as many kisses as you want,” she hummed, her own smirk pulling on her lips.
A hint of desire clouded her eyes and William felt the smirk widen. Then she covered it up and pulled a smirk of her own. He kept his up even after her words.
“You have only this chance,” he said with a shrug. “I won’t kiss you when we get home, no matter how much you tell me to otherwise.”
“… I hate you sometimes,” Amber murmured.
Rather than lean over the table again — that kinda hurt, actually — she slid from her side of the table and into his. Once she was sitting right beside him, she blinked up at him, innocent but expecting.
“I love you, too~“ William winked, smirking when she sat down beside him, looking up at him expectantly. He bent down and firmly clasped their lips together softly.
He pulled away just as quickly.
“There. Your soft and simple kiss.”
Amber hummed and tugged him back down into another, releasing him just as quickly as he had her. And then she was up and in her own seat again before he could respond. “Thank you, love.”
William merely winked at her before he signaled a waiter. They ordered and waited for their food to arrive.
“Give me your hand,” William said, holding out his own, looking at Amber expectantly.
“Why?” A simple question, spoken with simmering curiosity. Amber’s eyebrows furrowed, eyes narrowed once more. What was he trying to do…?
William looked at her with an eyebrow raised. “Because I want to hold it,” he rolled his eyes, “Why else?”
“I don’t know. You’re mischievous sometimes. I’m just being cautious,” Amber chuckled softly, shaking her head as she reached over for his hand.
“I’m not planning on chopping off your hand,” William chuckled, bringing her hand to his lips and pressing a short kiss to it. “I love it too much.”
“I didn’t think you were,” Amber said, her tube amused as she grinned across the table at him softly. “But who knows what kinds of plans you’ve got spinning around up there.”
“I’m flattered you think of me that way,” William chuckled, winking at her. “Don’t worry. I won’t do anything terrible.”
Amber hummed, rolling her eyes. “Good. You can wait until we get home to do something ‘terrible.’”
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