feeling.
Just when we finally happen, he is leaving for S.I.X months! I feel like
screaming but I would probably bust a blood vessel in my eye and I’d be too
ugly for him to kiss…and God knows I want to kiss this man…over and over and
over!
I decide to straighten my
hair and curl the ends, even though the humidity is bound to curl it all up
anyway. I put just a bit of eye makeup on and get dressed. The fashion gods are
with me because everything looks perfect. I pull just the front of my hair back
and let the rest drape down over my shoulders. It is 6:45 and Tanner knocks at
my door. I grab the button down shirt I got him and open the door. He is holding
an amazingly beautiful bouquet of sunflowers, my favorite flowers…of course he
knew that. His eyes open wide and his mouth falls open. He says almost
breathlessly, “Oh my God, you are so beautiful.”
I blush. He hands me the
flowers, as I walk to set them on my table, I turn around and say, “Mmmm, those
jeans! Really, we don’t have to go anywhere.”
He smiles and says, “Let’s
go now because in a minute I’m going to take you up on that offer.” He puts the
shirt on and instant dry mouth sets in! His shaggy brown hair always looks
perfect. His eyes are so golden tonight but have a wash of sadness over them. We
head to the door and he turns to me, puts his hands on either side of my face,
and gently kisses me. He takes a deep breath and tells me, “Lyrics, please push
us out this door.” I didn’t really want to but I did.
He opens my car door and I
climb up into his truck. He gets in and I excitedly ask, “Where are we going?”
He smiles, grabs my hand,
and slyly says, “You’ll see.” On the drive, he plays a cd that we made about
thirteen years ago. He keeps glancing at me and I can’t imagine what life will
be like without him. What the hell am I going to do? We pull into the driveway
of Chez Nous, the French restaurant that I have wanted to eat at for ages. I
can’t suppress my smile, which makes him grin hugely. We walk in hand in hand. The
maître de escorts us to a corner booth and right away Tanner orders a bottle of
Meursault – Marchand. He breaks off a piece of bread and lathers it in whipped
butter then hands it to me. I swear I want to attack him right now. There is some
butter on his finger so I take his finger, put it in my mouth, and give it a
little bit of a hard suck and swirl…just to get him a bit uncomfortable in those
deliciously fitting jeans. He inhales and says, “Check, please.” We both laugh.
When the waiter arrives to take our order, Tanner says, “We would like to start
with a half dozen Escargot please. We will be splitting the Poisson roti a
l’anis and the Filet de boeuf au poivre, medium rare please.”
The waiter nods and says,
“Fine choices sir.”
I smile and can’t believe the
level of sexy that just leaked out of him! As soon as the waiter gets out of
earshot, I ask Tanner, “So, what are we eating?”
He tells me, “Chilean sea
bass and Pepper crusted beef tenderloin. I googled reviews and they said these
were the two best items on the menu.”
Holy shit that is sexy! “Wow,
you really are amazing!”
He gives me a smile that
makes me melt like the warm butter on this bread. “The night is just beginning,
besides, you deserve for it to be perfect!”
I am completely fucking
speechless! As I open up my mouth to say something very sexy, this comes out
instead, “Tan, I don’t care where we eat; as long as we eat each other it will
be perfect.”
He almost chokes on his
wine. “Really, eat each other? Hell yea.”
I must have blushed fifty
shades of red, because I could feel the smoke coming off my cheeks. I say, “Eat
with each other! Well actually, I’ll stick with my first version.”
Tanner shakes his head,
“Yeah that is definitely better!”
Just when we finally happen, he is leaving for S.I.X months! I feel like
screaming but I would probably bust a blood vessel in my eye and I’d be too
ugly for him to kiss…and God knows I want to kiss this man…over and over and
over!
I decide to straighten my
hair and curl the ends, even though the humidity is bound to curl it all up
anyway. I put just a bit of eye makeup on and get dressed. The fashion gods are
with me because everything looks perfect. I pull just the front of my hair back
and let the rest drape down over my shoulders. It is 6:45 and Tanner knocks at
my door. I grab the button down shirt I got him and open the door. He is holding
an amazingly beautiful bouquet of sunflowers, my favorite flowers…of course he
knew that. His eyes open wide and his mouth falls open. He says almost
breathlessly, “Oh my God, you are so beautiful.”
I blush. He hands me the
flowers, as I walk to set them on my table, I turn around and say, “Mmmm, those
jeans! Really, we don’t have to go anywhere.”
He smiles and says, “Let’s
go now because in a minute I’m going to take you up on that offer.” He puts the
shirt on and instant dry mouth sets in! His shaggy brown hair always looks
perfect. His eyes are so golden tonight but have a wash of sadness over them. We
head to the door and he turns to me, puts his hands on either side of my face,
and gently kisses me. He takes a deep breath and tells me, “Lyrics, please push
us out this door.” I didn’t really want to but I did.
He opens my car door and I
climb up into his truck. He gets in and I excitedly ask, “Where are we going?”
He smiles, grabs my hand,
and slyly says, “You’ll see.” On the drive, he plays a cd that we made about
thirteen years ago. He keeps glancing at me and I can’t imagine what life will
be like without him. What the hell am I going to do? We pull into the driveway
of Chez Nous, the French restaurant that I have wanted to eat at for ages. I
can’t suppress my smile, which makes him grin hugely. We walk in hand in hand. The
maître de escorts us to a corner booth and right away Tanner orders a bottle of
Meursault – Marchand. He breaks off a piece of bread and lathers it in whipped
butter then hands it to me. I swear I want to attack him right now. There is some
butter on his finger so I take his finger, put it in my mouth, and give it a
little bit of a hard suck and swirl…just to get him a bit uncomfortable in those
deliciously fitting jeans. He inhales and says, “Check, please.” We both laugh.
When the waiter arrives to take our order, Tanner says, “We would like to start
with a half dozen Escargot please. We will be splitting the Poisson roti a
l’anis and the Filet de boeuf au poivre, medium rare please.”
The waiter nods and says,
“Fine choices sir.”
I smile and can’t believe the
level of sexy that just leaked out of him! As soon as the waiter gets out of
earshot, I ask Tanner, “So, what are we eating?”
He tells me, “Chilean sea
bass and Pepper crusted beef tenderloin. I googled reviews and they said these
were the two best items on the menu.”
Holy shit that is sexy! “Wow,
you really are amazing!”
He gives me a smile that
makes me melt like the warm butter on this bread. “The night is just beginning,
besides, you deserve for it to be perfect!”
I am completely fucking
speechless! As I open up my mouth to say something very sexy, this comes out
instead, “Tan, I don’t care where we eat; as long as we eat each other it will
be perfect.”
He almost chokes on his
wine. “Really, eat each other? Hell yea.”
I must have blushed fifty
shades of red, because I could feel the smoke coming off my cheeks. I say, “Eat
with each other! Well actually, I’ll stick with my first version.”
Tanner shakes his head,
“Yeah that is definitely better!”
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