Never knew love could be like this – GS.

Dinner is a huge success, not only because of its good taste, but because it has brought our couple; Tommy and Elissa closer together….

Scene setting – Tommy’s apartment – Gantz series.

Co-written with VunG.

 

VunG:  Elissa snickered a little at his response, wiggling her nose to his poke and shrugging a little conceding the point. Really, she was thinking more about his tastes when she said ‘fancy,’ but he had a point; he was about as elegant as a demolition derby. Still as entertaining as one though. Regardless, she went ahead and took a seat, flashing him a grin while she got herself situated, leaning back with a relaxed grin while she watched him work within the kitchen. There was a strange peaceful joy in watching him go about such work–she didn’t know why but there was just some tame part of her that enjoyed watching her man do something simple like this. The food smelled absolutely tantalizing even from here–she couldn’t remember the last time she had Thai food, if at all, but it seemed absolutely awesome even from a distance. At one point she would notice the chocolates and roses and promptly smiled at the gesture, assuming that he had meant to give them to her (or share in the chocolates’ case) and had simply forgotten. She’d comment later… right now she didn’t want to interrupt him.

When he finally got over, the candles all set up, the rather nice-looking wine set up, the food before them, the lovely soft glow. Wow… he’d really gone all the way with this private setting. It really was quite romantic, and she found herself blushing at the fact that he’d gone through all this effort for her.

When he raised his glass, she gladly acted in kind, a charming smile on her face as she looked back at him then took a sip of the wine. It was quite good actually, she generally preferred the sweeter wines to dry ones, and this was a wonderful example. High quality, relatively speaking, assuming her taste hadn’t gone stale. It would be clear from the look on her face she was pleased with the wine, but then when she took her first bite of the curry, she would positively light up. It was AMAZINGLY DELICIOUS! She loved spicy food, but with that in mind she needed something to have flavor as well as spice rather than just be burning hot–Tabasco sauce, I’m looking at you. This stuff was perfect! It may have been a rush job, but she couldn’t tell–he might as well have spent the entire time since leaving her house making it, for all she knew. After she finished two or three bites she would happily tell him, ~Amazing job, darling! That shouty British asshole would be green with envy.~

 

Razorbackwriter:  Tommy had been watching for Elissa’s reaction to his cooking. Would it be to her palate? He himself had taken two bites, and managed to get the taste just right in his mind. His mother would be proud. The corners of Tommy’s mouth crept upward when he watched Elissa sign that she felt he had done an amazing job in cooking. That the shouty British asshole would be green with envy. It was a green Thai curry that they were enjoying, and the puns were not lost on the cheeky reporter. As he swallowed another mouthful, he chuckled to himself.

“Well love, I don’t swear as much as that bloke in the kitchen. Also…I’m better looking.” Tommy gave Elissa wink before taking another forkful of curry and rice. He was hungry, and had a real appetite for this kind of food. So much like his Mother’s style. She loved everything with spice and chili. “Would you believe I did this in half an hour….AND had a shower.” If Tommy was showing off, he was being a bit of a wag about it.

In between bites, Tommy offered Elissa the condiments and then topped up her wine. He was trying to keep the dinner conversation light and free from the stress and dramas that they had been through up to this point. Last thing that Elissa needed was a recap on the Fluffy princess, or the dramas surrounding Frank and those pictures. In the back of his mind, he still had the worry of Madame Rose Li and what she had done in relation to the Commander and his schemes. Truth was, Tommy didn’t know who was worse, but he did know that Madame Rose rarely let go of something that she wanted. She acted selfishly, always. Regardless of who would pay the price. As for Tamika, well….Tommy didn’t think it was wise to bring her up. He’d arrange to go and get his key back off her probably in a few days, rather than add acid to an open wound.

By the end of his meal, Tommy was lapping up the sauce with a piece of naan bread and popping it into his mouth. He was stuffed. Eating way too much and pushed himself back in his chair and patted his stomach.

“See, the good thing about dining here is….there are no interruptions, and if you wanted to….hmm, enjoy some more nocturnal pursuits, the bed is not far away.” Tommy leaned back and stretched his arms back over his head and inhaled deeply. You could see his shirt tighten over his athletic frame, and as the bottom of his shirt rose up at the front, there was a hint of hair that was just peeking out shy of his jeans.

~RB~

 

VunG:  Elissa snickered at his assurance that he was, if nothing else, better looking than Ramses, and would grin and nod her agreement there. Tom was better than most models she’d seen, much less that old fart. In all seriousness though, this food was delicious, and she was pretty darn hungry, especially for something more filling than this. When he said this had only taken a half hour, she would quite nearly choke on her wine and look at him with shock, then down to the food, then back at him. ~Bullshit,~she declared with a smile. She didn’t actually think he was lying, but she really didn’t think that something this nice would take so short a time.

As they ate, she would of course happily chat with him about minor, unimportant things, gladly taking the offered wine; actually, she probably drank a little more than he did, even if it wasn’t all that much. It was nice to just be able to enjoy each other’s company in a private setting like this. No drama, no worries, no work, just them chatting about the nicer things in life. Forget about that pig-headed goat-loving piece of shit, forget about aliens and such stupidity, just Elissa and the man that she was beginning to suspect she was falling for.

Elissa, like Tommy, overate a bit, though she ate less than him–proportions are an important detail. Letting out a content sigh, she slouched a little in her seat, one hand resting on her belly while the other lifted her wine up to her lips happily. She would bring her gaze down to Tommy at his comment, an amused grin on her face in regards to his desire to get dirty again, though nodding her agreement to all of his words. Actually, she had been kind of thinking about letting their food settle, but now that her eyes traced over his body, the way that the shirt hugged his body, the way that his jeans were sitting so low on him… hrmm… it definitely made her feel a little hot. She was actually in a similar situation; her dress wasn’t exactly loose-fitting and now that she was slightly plumped with food it certainly was showing her off a fair bit too. Still… she liked the atmosphere… hrmm… ~’Twould be a shame to waste the atmosphere though…~ she commented thoughtfully, looking at the candles before leaning towards him, a slight sparkle in her eyes, ~Perhaps we should take them with us.~

 

Razorbackwriter:  Elissa’s face flushed ever slightly, and she too had that post dinner belly. The kind you get when you really enjoy a meal. To rush off and try anything bedroom related was a bit premature especially on Tommy’s part. He had set the atmosphere to be one that was romantic yet casual, and Elissa was drinking this in. She was enjoying it, and wasn’t that reward enough? Tommy smiled at her when she shared that she would hate to see it all be wasted.

“Of course, Bad Tommy just thinking naughty things again.” The Reporter kept up his smile as he shared his joke. He agreed they could take it with them, but he knew it would be better if they let their food settle.

Looking at the remaining curry and plates, Tommy slowly pushed himself to standing and started to clear away the table. He’d make a few trips, but each time being sure to brush his hand along her shoulder each time he passed, be it to get the crockery, or the dishes. Elissa looked so beautiful by the lights of the candles, and the soft sultry music kept giving him ideas again, which he was quick to quash. From the kitchen he started to speak more freely, with the sounds of scraping plates, and then him opening up the dishwasher.

“Been a crazy week for us, hasn’t it?”

He was referring to the whole incident with Fluffy Princess, and of course the fact that they had enjoyed each other’s company. Tommy never usually spent the night with anyone. A one night stand and he was gone before morning. That was the usual thing. Tamika pushed for more with Tommy, but he always kept her at arms length. She’d continue to think that if she did things for him…anything that he would relent.

With the leftovers in the fridge, and the dishwasher humming softly, Tommy came out and turned off the kitchen light. As he came past Elissa he reached for her hand. “Care to join me on the couch?’ It was not that far across the room, and if she accepted, he would lead her across, so that they could sit in the corner together. He noticed that the dress she was wearing was pulling a little, and he chuckled to himself.

“Someone was hungry.” A boyish tone to his voice. “You know…I wanted to talk to you about…us.” He had told the others that he considered them to be a proper couple, but he hadn’t given her the chance to express if that is what she truly wanted. “I know you’d rather take things slow, and if that’s the case…then I would be more than happy to go along with that. So long as I have you in my life.”

He brushed her hair back away from her face as he stared into her eyes.

~RB~

 

VunG:  Elissa smiled at his sort-of apology, rolling her eyes at the fact that he hadn’t entirely picked up on the hint she was dropping. That said, it was probably smart to at least wait for their food to disappear–no swimming for thirty minutes, and a little time before sex she supposed. Still she would reassure him with a smirk, ~Not bad, just hasty.~ Truth be told, as she heard more and more of the music, she too couldn’t help but feel herself getting thoughts as well, and honestly she wasn’t certain if she should cling to them or just let them slide away. As he went about getting the food picked up, she’d at least help hand them over, and every time his hand touched her she had to admit that she felt a bit of a blush coming to her cheeks.

The crazy week comment would make her cough a little, looking to him with a smirk, knowing just what he meant. ~That’s putting it mildly.~ she responded with a smirk. She… wasn’t the sort of person who just let anyone get in bed with her most of the time. Granted, she wasn’t a prude, but she was generally just not the sort of person to form attachments, but at the same time she liked to at least know the person she went to bed with. This thing with Tommy was… strange… she didn’t know what to do with it. Oh, and there was also aliens of at least two different types, collapsing schools, getting shot, and goat-fucking. But who wanted to think about those?

As he came over after handling dishes, she would already be scooting herself out in anticipation for his next question, and would gladly take his hand as they walked over. She would gladly sit with him in the corner, leaning into him with a content smile as they settled in together. His prod at her belly got her to roll her eyes and jab him lightly in the ribs with her elbow, but otherwise she’d let it go. She’d already discovered that, of Tommy’s big draws, tact wasn’t really one of them. However… then he stepped into a subject which was a bit more important… their relationship. As he spoke she bit her lip a little in thought, trying to figure out what she wanted out of this. He said she wanted to go slow, but really she wasn’t certain if that was the case–it was certainly what she had been suggesting and even stating, but…

No… as she stared back at him, the soft romantic light illuminating his beautiful face as they gazed at each other she knew that any hope of this going slow would be stifling rather than what it was meant to be. Smiling softly, she brought her hand up to his, leaning her head into it for a moment. Then, she brought her hands back together to sign with a tender expression, ~The more I think about it, the more I think I was probably too quick on the trigger before. I don’t want it to go slow, nor do I want it fast or medium.~ She paused and briefly tried to lean in as if she would whisper before frowning at her own muteness and just saying with a smile to him, ~I just want us to be together.~ Well, she’d said it, she’d agreed with him, she’d confessed something that was clearly feelings to him–well, no going back now. Banzai! Forward Christian soldiers! For Narnia! Et cetera. And, assuming he had no complaints about that, she would then lean in towards him and plant a kiss on his lips. It was passionate, but she wasn’t forceful or even all that lustful… she was just kissing him softly, as someone that she was beginning to realize that she cared deeply about.

 

Razorbackwriter:  Nothing was more sexually appealing to Tommy then when he watched Elissa bite that bottom lip of hers. It made him want to bite it..chew it. Just plain enjoy it between his teeth. Tommy found himself staring at her, almost breathless when she placed her hand over his own. The night that they had spent together, and that moment when he blurted out that he was falling for her, left them both with mixed ideas of what each other wanted. Now it was time to clear the air, and get down to how they truly felt about each other. With a soft smile, Elissa explained that she may have been too quick to be dismissive of Tommy’s feelings. But what got him confused, was when she said that she didn’t want to go slow…or fast or medium for that matter.

“Then what speed?” Tommy was getting all these signals, and they were ones that she did want him, or at least that is what her body language was saying. It was due to her muteness that she was trying to convey her real feelings and this made it a bit awkward as he stared at her questioningly. Then at last….she said it.

~I just want us to be together~

To Tommy it was like the fourth of July. The feeling of euphoria that built up within him and now exploded as she admitted that she did want to be with him. Romantically…or however he wanted. Before Tommy could speak, or utter a word, though his face was one of pride and love for her now, Elissa kissed him. Bringing home everything…all at once. It was there. Not lust, not need….just love. Tommy put his hands to her cheeks, and kissed her back in the most gentle way he could. The bond between them solidifying right there, as the pair were both on the same page.

Tommy only broke the kiss, so that he could say what his heart was already telling him.

 

“You’ve just made me the happiest man alive.” His fingers caressing her cheeks, as he locked eyes with her. The music continued to play in the background, and with the candle light and the faded memories of the delicious meal, this was the perfect evening. No interruptions, no craziness. Just two people sitting on a couch, sharing their love for the other.

~RB~

 

VunG:  Elissa may have been a touch nervous about saying what she did out loud… well… in broad sight. But seeing the look on Tommy’s face when she told him how she felt… oh that was all the answer she needed. Seeing him so happy, so thrilled by their mutual feelings, it made her feel like she could fly. And as she kissed, she felt an old, long forgotten, shriveled up feeling beginning to blossom once again, her hands going behind his neck and resting there while she relished in this beautiful. tender moment between them. It was unquestionable now; they were a couple, and something inside her told her that it was a relationship to last for a long, long time.

When he broke the kiss to tell her his thoughts, she immediately blushed like a young school girl, smiling softly as she returned his gaze. This was a perfect moment; the music, the soft ambient glow, the tender touching… this was all she could ever want right now. Her own fingers slightly squeezed in something resembling a hug, trying to return the sentiment without breaking this embrace. Slowly she brought her legs to lay across his and scooted closer to him, not really trying to do anything sensual, just trying to get closer to this wonderful man. Right now, she just wanted the time to be about them, and nobody else. She didn’t care if they just laid there together, if they decided to watch a movie, or if they wound up in bed once more… but she didn’t want this feeling to leave. If they laid here, she wanted the companionship, if they watched a movie it damn well better be a romance, if they wound up in bed she didn’t want a wild romp this time… she wanted something tender and real.

 

 

 

Dinner for Two – GS.

 

With Elissa coming over for dinner, Tommy needs to get his act together after the run in with Tamika and Madame Rose Li.  Will he let those events spoil his night?  Read on and see.

Scene setting : Tommy’s apartment – Gantz Series.

Written with VunG.

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Tommy’s apartment

6.30pm

The basket that had been left at his front door was now sitting on a lounge room chair, while Tommy was busy in the kitchen. He had made a promise to Elissa that he would cook for her that eve, and it was a promise that he had no intention of breaking. Tommy had decided on a family favorite. Thai green prawn curry with jasmine rice and condiments. One thing about Tommy was, he did keep a lot of fresh food on hand, being that his diet required it – that and he was passionate about cooking; something that had been passed down from his own Mother.

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The kitchen now gave off a heavenly smell, and with the curry simmering nicely, Tommy took the chance to go and grab a quick shower and freshen up before his dinner date. Passing the large mirror just above a book case, he glanced at it. It was easy to see the worry lines now on his forehead. Frank still hadn’t called and the weight of guilt was starting to fall heavily on his shoulders. That….and the incident with Tamika out in the hall. Was he wrong to tell her the truth about his relationship with Elissa? Tommy had always been so non committal when it came to relationships, though Tamika had a way of worming into his life and his apartment at times. He knew he was going to have to try and get his key back off her at some point. Sooner, rather than later.

Before getting in the shower, Tommy did try Frank’s phone again. It simply rang out. Tommy let out an exasperated sigh. With what Madame Rose said, still fresh in his mind, he knew that something was definitely up. But what could he do? Everything had pretty much centered around Frank for the past week or so. Was Tommy being selfish, to just want to have one night not having to worry about the detective? Tossing the phone on the bed, Tommy headed into the bathroom, slowly stripping off as he did so. He left a trail of clothes that led up to the shower cubicle, where he could now be seen behind the opaque glass pane. The hot jets soothed his body, and soon he was busy scrubbing himself down, and then washing his hair. Elissa would be arriving at any moment, and he wanted everything to be just perfect.

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Once out of the shower and patted down, he dressed in a simple grey t shirt and jeans. All formality and the usual suits going out the window. He even was padding around barefoot. This was his way of relaxing. Passing the red basket one more time, Tommy rolled his eyes, before picking out the bottle of champagne and taking it to the fridge. Might as well chill it. What could it hurt?

~RB~

 

VunG:  Elissa kept forgetting that Tommy had a bit of money on him–of course he would, he was a reporter. He might not be a business tycoon, but he was probably doing better than some, and this was a nice apartment complex. Taking a deep breath as she drove up to one of the parking spots, she made sure to give herself a nice look in the mirror, making sure she looked alright. Besides putting on the dress and some simple flip flops to go with them, she hadn’t done a whole heck of a lot. She’d brushed her hair and made sure everything was neat, had used a little make up to touch up blemishes but nothing that anyone would ever notice. She wasn’t a girly girl that really made herself up, as it was this probably a bit more than usual, but she wanted to look good for him, especially since he was going through all this effort. It wasn’t like she was uncomfortable in this either–while it may have looked nice, really it was just as comfortable as anything else she owned, perhaps more so in some regards. If he just wanted to relax and have a nice casual date, she was more than happy with that… again, she just wanted to make their first proper date a good one and look at least a little more proper than ‘I was just shot, can you tell?’

A check at the front desk for room number and an elevator ride later and she was at Tommy’s door, checking herself and making sure that she was all set. Satisfied, she gave a ‘shave and a haircut’ knock and waited for him at the front, hand on her hip just for the sake of theatrics. Oh shoot… had she put on deodorant? Bugger…

 

Razorbackwriter:  Tommy was just about to enter the kitchen to give the curry sauce a stir, when he heard the knocking at the door. A quick check of the time, and sure enough, Elissa was right on time. Tommy wondered if she had managed to come along by herself, and not had to bring the fluffy Princess. Striding over to the front door, he undid the two locks and swung it open, only to see his girl standing there with her hand on her hip – a real sexy pose. Tommy’s eye cast up and down to take in what she was wearing. She looked fantastic, but then again she looked just as good without clothes. Tommy found himself smiling freely, and took a step back to allow her to come in.

“Hope you’re hungry.” His voice had a richness to it. Standing there in his simple t shirt and jeans, it looked a bit strange compared to the backdrop of his apartment, which was almost clinical. It was a large open space, vast windows that showed the city skyline, and modern furnishings that would have cost a bundle. There was expensive art pieces on the walls, but in one corner, there were a series of black and white photographs of Tommy and his brother. They were taken by one of the paper’s top photographers on top of one of the city’s buildings. You could see the likeness and playful attitude between the two young men. Both athletic looking. Model material with natural features that just caught your eyes and you couldn’t look away.

When Elissa passed through the door, Tommy would close it, being careful to lock it. He gave the door a pat and turned on his heel as he knew that Elissa would probably be checking out his place.

After the rotten day he had had, and of course the drama when he entered his building, Tommy wanted to relax and just enjoy being with Elissa. To have her to himself again.

“Would you like a tour?”

~RB~

 

VunG:  Elissa was more than happy to see the look on Tommy’s face as he caught how she looked, smiling back just as freely as she looked him over. Apparently he was in a less formal mindset, but that said he still looked great in that shirt… not that he needed clothing to look good, but hey. As he stepped back, she would gladly follow him in, responding to his comment with a grin and a nod. Almost immediately she was struck by the smell of what he was cooking. She couldn’t pick up what everything was, she could cook but she wasn’t a mistress of the trade, but she knew the scents of shrimp and curry when she caught them. Good choices, though she hadn’t had the two combined. Would be interesting.

Of course, that took second place to his room. As she walked in she couldn’t help but marvel at just how nice the place looked. She had been expecting this to be a nice place, but dang! This was a lovely home, from the furnishings to the paintings. She especially liked the view–she was so used to being stuck way down low; it was rare that she got the chance to look out onto the skyline like this. Eventually she would catch the romantic place-setting for their dinner, and she’d smirk at the sight… he really was pulling out all the stops for her wasn’t he? It would be nice to be able to relax again. To get away from the madness of work, to forget about this idiocy with the ‘alien’, to forget that they had been in a firefight just yesterday… just to have some nice time between the two of them. Was that so much to ask? Was that too selfish?

Letting out a soft, content sigh, she would soon hear his question and happily turn to him and nod emphatically to him, before pausing, putting her finger up, going to the front and kicking her ‘shoes’ off and setting her purse down. ~Now, I would,~ she said, blushing a little.

 

Razorbackwriter:  “My mother always said that girls love a guy that can cook. So, I took my lessons from her.” Tommy was now feeling much more relaxed that Elissa was here. He enjoyed watching her walk into the apartment, and then stop to take it all in. It was much bigger than her place of course, and he hoped that it didn’t overwhelm her. Tommy didn’t exactly go into detail how much he was worth, but it was safe to say that he could afford the nicer things in life. Watching Elissa turn and show that radiant smile of hers was reward enough. He glanced down as she kicked off her shoes and set down her purse. She was more than ready for the tour.

Moving to her side, he took her hand in his and led her slowly through the spacious lounge area and to the right where his room was just off the side. They walked through the open doorway to view a large king size bed, adorned in a silver grey and black doona with matching cushions and pillow rolls. The room looked like it had been in Vogue, everything was immaculate, which didn’t match the way Tommy had been at her place. He must have a house keeper. In fact, he did. She also took care of the shopping, though Tamika had been keen to cook for Tommy on many occasions using her own supplies. A large walk in robe, that any New York girl would die for was to the right of the bed, then that went through to his ensuite. A shower cubicle large enough for four people, with a marble and white vanity and loo. Mirrors were everywhere and Hollywood lighting was around the mirrors over the vanity. It was glamorous….for a guy.

“The bed is not normally so neat.” Tommy squeezed Elissa’s hand as he said this. Well, he hadn’t been in his own bed for a few nights now. Thanks to…Frank and of course Elissa. That part he didn’t mind at all. Tommy then said off the cuff “It would look a lot better with you in it.” There was that cheeky Tommy resurfacing.

Bringing Elissa back out to the main open area, he pointed out his office, and to the right of that was the guest room. He had it set up for when his Mother came to the city so it had a woman’t touch. Not at all masculine. The office walls were lined with all sorts of sporting memorabilia, and there was a treadmill with large flat screen tv on the wall. A set of weights, and rolled up yoga mat was leaning against the wall. Seeing this side of Tommy, and how he lived might intrigue Elissa, or she could understand him a little more.

The lounge area showed an eight seater leather lounge that was in an L shape, and faced a monstrous entertainment system with a large wall mounted TV. A great place to catch those late night movies. It was all very inviting.

~RB~

 

VunG:  Well, Tommy’s mom wasn’t wrong about the cooking thing, at least for Elissa. It was always a wonderful treat when one came home to find a wonderful meal waiting for them–granted that she also did the same, but she always preferred relationships that were a give and take. As for the home, she wasn’t quite what one would call overwhelmed–she’d been in nice places like this, though not as a date or guest or anything like that. That said, it was still impressive, and it informed her that, besides being a wonderful guy who was quirky, intelligent, great looking, and amazing in bed, he clearly had a bank account to lean on. Why not tell her he was the heir to a throne while you were at it.

When they got to the bedroom, she was mostly just surprised by how large it was; the details were impressive, but getting this much space in New York was like trying to get the golden egg laying goose to lay again after you’d dissected it and stitched it back together with googly eyes. The walk in robe probably didn’t impress Elissa as much as it would have most New York women, but she was still surprised by it–again, thanks to the size. And then there was the bathroom, and in her head she was already promising herself that they would go in there sometime soon. Honestly, she didn’t even question if it was femmy or not; she was a woman who shot bank robbers for a living, she was pretty certain that a guy who liked feeling nice wasn’t going to get any stranger looks.

As he first introduced the bed properly, she would roll her eyes at the ‘not so neat’ comment, assuming that the reason for that was that he was usually a bit of a lazy slob. A place this large, you NEEDED a house maid to look after it–either that or spend a LOT of time yourself. Then, just as she was running her hand over the fabric, wondering what it was like (quite nice, as the case might be), she would look up at his comment, immediately returning his cheeky grin and cocking her hips. ~You better believe it.~

The rest of the place was also pretty interesting, though not quite as much of a shock to the system that the other bits had been. The guest room for his mother was rather sweet, and something that she could definitely appreciate–it was nice when a man was close to his family. Actually, she needed to send another email to her folks, now that she thought about it. The sports memorabilia got a smirk out of her–suppose it was inevitable that every guy would like some sport or another. The treadmill was an interesting touch as well as all the other work-out equipment; she had a little herself, but she kept it tucked away under beds and in closets and such… then again she didn’t have the space to spare to keep it out in the open. It was good that he took such pride in looking after himself, not that she’d doubted it from the previous time.~A yoga man, huh?~ she commented as her gaze passed over the mat, ~I would’ve thought you more of a tai chi person.~

As for the lounger area, well it was about what she would expect from the sort of money on display–it was impressive and expensive. With the tour done, she would turn to him with a grin, ~You, my dear, are one fancy son of a bitch.~

 

Razorbackwriter:  Watching Elissa sign that she thought Tommy was more of a tai chi person, made Tommy chuckle. The idea of practicing Tai chi in those satin pajama like suits just wasn’t his thing. Besides, yoga kept him very fit and it was something he could do either with a class or at home – which was more the case. The reporter winked at Elissa.“Each to their own.”

Wandering back out into the main lounge area, the tour was over and dinner was about ready to be served, until Elissa turned around in front of him and showed that wicked grin that he loved so much.

~You, my dear, are one fancy son of a bitch.~

“Looks are deceiving. I’m just a regular guy. You should already know that by now.” Tommy poked her nose gently with the tip of his finger, before gesturing for her to take a seat at the dinner table. “I’ll be serving up dinner, why not grab a seat?”

The table was already set, but Tommy had to get things prepared in the kitchen so he could bring it out to be served properly. He padded back into the kitchen, which had a large opening view space so Elissa would be able to see him as he worked. By the way he moved about, Elissa would be able to see that he knew his way around a kitchen, and the steam rose off the curry as he lifted the lid and gave it another stir. Tommy started with placing a special cup mold of rice on each plate, then ladled out the shrimp, followed by a good coverage of the green thai sauce. He used garnish and had poppadoms ready in a small basket, along with yogurt and chutney. Tommy would need to make a few trips back and forth, but not before placing down the dinner plates. One before Elissa and another where Tommy was to sit.

Tommy selected the Champagne that had come out of the gift basket from the fridge, and brought that out last. The candles were lit and Tommy clicked the remote to have soft music playing in the background.

It was all very romantic.

Tommy took his seat, which was just adjacent Elissa and smirked at her. He was curious to see if she liked his cooking. He had done a lot in the small time he had before she arrived, so it was a bit of a rush job.

Off to the side on a chair was the basket of roses and chocolates from Madame Rose Li. Tommy had forgotten to dispose of it.

“Bon appetite, El.”

Tommy raised a glass to her and waited for her to reciprocate.

~RB~