“Are you sure?” He smiled. He just wanted everything to be perfect between them. James smiled and looked at her. “Oh? I think I am lucky. I get to wake up to a gorgeous girl like you.” James smiled even more. “And that’s all I can ask for. So yes, I’m the luckiest guy.” Then he watched as she as she took a bite. “So what do you think?” He questioned. He wanted to hear her approval. He just wanted to be good for her. That’s all he.
“Oh? What’d you dream? About me kissing you?” He questioned her. He would love to kiss her over and over again. Her lips were so soft. He would do anything to kiss her every day and not go on tour. However, it was in his job description so he had to. “Thanks, darling.” He smiled and then opened it. He took a long sip, relishing in the refreshing. “So what would you like to talk about?”
James quite unsure what to talk about. It was weird, being at a loss of words for once. Maybe it was because he always talked to her about everything. He knew the good and the bad about her. He took another bite and then took another sip. “Would you like to go for a walk after this?” He questioned. He just wanted it to be relaxing for them. That’s all.
“I am.” She flashed him a smile. He really was a sweetheart. No matter what. He always wanted to make sure everything was perfect for her. He was perfect for her. At least that was how she saw him. He really was. With what he said next, that however caused her cheeks to flush as she looked at him. He was a smooth bastard sometimes too. Okay, well, almost all the time but still. She loved it. The way he always made her blush with a few choice words. He was so good at it. “That was cute.” She giggled a little, her smile still on her lips as she spoke. He was cute. “Yeah, it’s really good.” She nodded, taking another bite. It tasted amazing. He was such an amazing cook. She loved it when he would cook food and allow her to try it or cook for her.
Ashe couldn’t help but laugh as she shook her head, her brown eyes connecting to his hazel ones. They shone in the light that was coming from her dining room light. Really, his eyes were gorgeous in any type of lighting but mostly in the sunlight and the moonlight. When those two light sources hit them, she couldn’t not look away from his eyes. “Actually, no. I dreamt of you holding me.” She blushed a little. Truth be told, she wouldn’t have minded dreaming of kissing him over and over again either. Both dreams were and would have been nice. She liked the feeling of his arms around her but she also like the feeling of his lips against hers. It was like being kissed by an angel. He was her angel. “Welcome, darling.” She opened her own bottle, taking a long drink. “You could tell me more stories.” Slowly, her smile turning into a small smirk.
She wanted to hear more stories about his past. Learn the things she didn’t already know about him. She loved hearing more about him. It was nice and different. She also loved being able to just talk to him about anything and when neither of them wanted to talk, the silence was never uncomfortable. It was always welcoming and comforting. They could just look at each other and smile and not say a word and completely understand each other. It was nice. She took another bite, smiling at the taste of it on her tongue. Really, it tasted amazing. He was such a good cook. “I’d like that, a lot.” She smiled at him again. It was true, walking with him was always fun.