She glances appraisingly at the shrimp, then looks back up at him with her eyes innocuously wide, the picture of disbelieving delight. "For me?"
Suddenly girly and giggly in her tone, as if this actually were a date. Never mind the fact that if it had been, she never would have made it more than halfway down her drink, and he probably wouldn't have ordered at all. Never mind that they would already be in his truck, or maybe even at his house, stumbling and laughing, tripping over each others' feet until he'd give up and just sling her into his arms.
But it's not a night like that, so she drops the disingenuous act and grins with triumph as she snags the shrimp and pops it in her mouth with her shining eyes turned back to him and her nose wrinkling into an expression of affectionate amusement. "Don't have to ask me twice. Chow's better when it's not, strictly speaking, yours to begin with." Her head tips to one side, and she gives it some deep thought.
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Suddenly girly and giggly in her tone, as if this actually were a date. Never mind the fact that if it had been, she never would have made it more than halfway down her drink, and he probably wouldn't have ordered at all. Never mind that they would already be in his truck, or maybe even at his house, stumbling and laughing, tripping over each others' feet until he'd give up and just sling her into his arms.
But it's not a night like that, so she drops the disingenuous act and grins with triumph as she snags the shrimp and pops it in her mouth with her shining eyes turned back to him and her nose wrinkling into an expression of affectionate amusement. "Don't have to ask me twice. Chow's better when it's not, strictly speaking, yours to begin with." Her head tips to one side, and she gives it some deep thought.
"Also, when someone else pays for it."