forum Pretending Hearts (O/O CLOSED)

Started April 05, 2019 by Deleted user

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Arvil grinned at her, bumping their shoulders together. “You should be,” he teased. “I don’t call a lot of women pretty.”

Daisy rolled her eyes again. “But you didn’t say that I am pretty, you said that you suppose I’m pretty. Those are two different things.”

Arvil hummed, thinking over it. “Fair enough. Well, in that case, I don’t tell women I suppose they’re pretty very often.”

“Fine,” Daisy sighed, shaking her head. “Then thank you, I suppose.”

(Amber? XD)

“You suppose?” Arvil chuckled. “You wanna try my ice cream? It’s pretty good.”

Daisy smirked across the table. The words had been intentional, of course.

“What is it again? Strawberry something?” she asked as she peered at it, then swiftly reached over to scoop out a bit for herself.

“Strawberry blonde,” Arvil responded, pushing his cup closer to her. “It’s one of Cold Stone’s signature ice cream. It’s great.”

Daisy hummed and stuck her spoonful into her mouth. She smiled a little as the flavors his her tongue, nodding in approval. “That’s really good…” she murmured, glancing down at her own dish. She blinked before meeting Arvil’s eyes and pushing her own ice cream toward him, a silent offer.

Arvil looked down at her ice cream before taking a spoonful, putting it into his mouth and humming in approval at the taste.

“The caramel is fantastic,” he said, licking his lips. “You can have more, if you’d like.”

“Thanks, but I’ll stick with my own for now,” Daisy murmured, pulling the dish back and taking a bite of it herself.

“Suit yourself,” Arvil shrugged, taking a small bite out of his ice cream. “Any updates from your parents?”

Daisy sighed and shook her head. “No, nothing. So I would say just assume the worst until proven better,” she said, glancing up at him.

“Well, let’s not think about them, then,” Arvil said, taking another spoonful of his ice cream, chewing on the piece of strawberry that came into his mouth. “Were you born here, Daisy?”

Daisy nodded, swallowing the ice cream she had eaten. “I was. Born and raised. My mother was from Minnesota, though, so she and my father go up there sometimes. I think I’ve only been twice, but I enjoyed it both times. What about you? Born here as well?”

“I was,” Arvil nodded. “Though I’ve traveled a lot, more so after inheriting my father’s company.”

“Where have you been?” Daisy asked, taking another spoonful of the dessert into her mouth.

(Desert? XD)

“I’ve been to the UK, Germany, Iran, Hawaii,” Arvil stuffed another spoonful in his mouth, “If our situation gets to the point where marriage is inevitable, I’ll take you to all the pretty places.”

Daisy blinked slowly at the words, something rippling through her when she heard them. She didn’t know what it was, and she didn’t know if she liked it either.

“All— All right,” she breathed, nodding slowly before scooping more ice cream past her lips. “Sounds… fun.”

“I suppose so,” Arvil murmured, leaning back in his chair. “Go out with me this weekend. I’ll take you to the movies.”

“Um… Sure. Saturday? Around seven?” Daisy suggested, blinking at him. She honestly hadn’t expected him to say that, so it surprised her a little.

“That works for me,” Arvil smiled, looking out the window of the ice cream shop. “Are you coming to the company tomorrow?”

“Would you like me to?” Daisy asked, raising her eyebrows in question. “I might have work to do, but I could bring it by and hang out there while I work I’d you want.”

“You don’t really have to. Work is, after all, important,” Arvil responded, looking at his ice cream. “I was simply curious. If you’re busy, you don’t have to come.”

“No, it should be fine. I just have some articles to finish up. My editor sent some feedback to me about one, so I have to fix it,” Daisy said with a shrug. “I can bring lunch and just work on the couch if that’s okay:”

“That’s totally okay,” Arvil shrugged. “I wouldn’t mind if you worked in my office.”