forum “I can’t love you...” Reposting this here (O/O|Romance|Closed|)

Started August 10, 2019 by @Toxic_Persephone group

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He laughed softly. "Mm. Well, that's true. But if you were, the press would probably attack you, and I wouldn't want that for anyone. The press is…not kind." he shrugged.

“Ah,” she pouted softly and rolled her eyes. “I hate the press. They’re too nosy for their own good.” She said softly.

(I gtg to bed)

He nodded. "Mhm." he agreed. He kept eating his ice cream, closing his eyes for a moment. "Pack of vultures." he muttered.

(Alright, good night!!!!!)

“Vultures is right.” She huffed, bringing a spoonful of the frozen treat to her lips. “I’m surprised they’re allowed to do the stuff they do.”

Asher sighed. "Technically as long as they aren't physically hurting someone, they aren't breaking any laws. Which sucks, because they can do whatever they want."

Arabella made a face before shoveling more ice cream into her mouth. “Dumb laws.” She stated. “Let’s not think about them anymore. Let’s think about ice cream.”

Asher laughed. "Alright." He agreed, eating his ice cream. "Sounds like a good plan." He smiled at her, chuckling softly.

She smiled back, a small glint in her eyes as she did so. “This is really good, this little place. We should come more often.”

Asher smiled. "Yeah. Although there are a lot of good little places that I think you would like." he replied with a soft chuckle.

“Really?” She asked joyfully, smiling.

He nodded. "Really." He smiled at her enthusiasm, and finished up his ice cream, setting the spoon in the bowl.

“I’d love to go with you to those places. I like being around you.” She replied sweetly, taking the last spoonful of her ice cream and sighing sadly when it ran out.

He smiled at her. "Alright. Once the waiter brings the bill, what do you want to do?" He asked. "We could go home, or back to the office, or…" He shrugged slightly.

Arabella sighed loudly and leaned back to think. “I know you need to work but could we head home? You can answer emails from home right?”

Asher nodded. "Yeah." He replied with a shrug. "That's easy enough." He gave her a small smile. The waiter brought the bill, and Asher thanked him, pulling out his wallet to pay.

She reached over and set a hand on his arm. “Thank you Asher. Let me help pay.” She murmured softly.

Asher looked at her. "What? No. I'm paying." He replied, pulling out his credit card.

She shook her head and gently tugged on his sleeve. “Please let me help at least.” She murmured gently, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

Aster sighed. "Arabella…" He raked a hand through his hair. "No. Just let me handle it."

She sighed softly and brought took his hand gently. “Fine, then I get the next time.” She replied with a wink.

He sighed loudly. "Fine." He finished with the bill, handing it to the waiter, who took it to be rung up.

Arabella sighed, linking their fingers together. “Would you like to come sit in my painting room and work?”

He looked at her. "I…yeah. Sure." He gave her a quick smile. "That would be great."

“You don’t have to. I’m just wondering. I have to finish the ceiling.” She murmured gently.

He grinned. "I'd love to. So long as there's no wet paint dripping on me." He chuckled softly.