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Post by Luke Martin on Jul 18, 2010 18:51:29 GMT -5
Luke didn't particularly have a chance to react to what she'd said before she dashed out to set the table. He thought they were pretty serious. It wasn't like he wanted anyone else other than Ally, it didn't feel right even thinking about being with someone else.
He dished out the pasta into the bowls, adding the bolognese on top, carrying the dishes with one arm, carrying the bottle of wine with the other. Once he placed them all on the table, he squeezed Ally's shoulder gently, "I don't know whether we're serious, but I'm serious about this, us, and I certainly don't want to be with anyone else but you." He hoped that would help to clear things up.
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Post by Alliana Porter on Jul 18, 2010 23:26:16 GMT -5
Ally looked up as he gave a gentle touch. She smiled faintly, watching him sit across from her. He brought the wine. Just like they needed more to make their heads swim. The food smelled amazing and her mouth was watering just thinking about it. Without word, she already had fork in hand and couldn't wait to spoil her taste buds.
His words still echoed in her mind. "You..you're serious about me..." she looked up dramatically, in a slow epic manner. He hadn't said those words in that exact manner, but she assumed it's what he meant. "I...I.." she stumbled again. "I've never felt this serious about anyone before. and...and I know we haven't been together..really..or long.." She stuttered her words a bit, looking down at her pasta. "but...but..I...I really...like you Luke.." There it was out, well sort of. He knew at least that much. For now it was perfect. The mood could not be shattered, but if he knew, if he only knew, would he feel the same way about her?
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Post by Luke Martin on Jul 19, 2010 10:03:23 GMT -5
Luke took his seat, pouring the wine, half watching what he was doing, half looking at Alliana as she spoke. A smile slowly spread across his face as she spoke, told him how she felt about him. "The feeling is mutual," he said with an easy smile, focusing his attention solely on her for the moment. "I thought the week on a private island might indicate that."
Looking down at his food, he picked up his fork and began to tuck in. This was good, even for him. Apparently his cooking skills weren't rusty at all. "What do you think?" he asked once Ally started to eat as well. He tried not to watch her while she ate, he knew he found it off-putting, but he was finding it hard to keep his eyes off her, especially with her hair like that.
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Post by Alliana Porter on Jul 19, 2010 10:28:40 GMT -5
Ally grinned,, turning her head back down to her bowl to hide her flushed cheeks. He Just held this power over her, that she couldn't shake. It was unbelievable the way he made her feel. She was trying to think of something clever to say back, but her fluttery heart took her words away. She took a moment away from her food to indulge in the amazing wine, feeling it swirl in her head a little.
Luckily, he asked a simple question that required a simple answer. One she couldn't mess up with feelings. "I Think it's amazing. It's really good. You're an wonderful cook, Luke." she smiled into her wine flute. Every few seconds when she looked over at him, his eyes were intent into her, but not intimidating. She didn't fight being watched. Not by him at least. Just looking at him, made the butterflies go crazy.
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Post by Luke Martin on Jul 20, 2010 7:32:34 GMT -5
Luke thought about being modest for a moment, then just smiled and said, "thank you," looking across at her, "it's never been this good. I guess I must have found my muse." He grinned at her before eating some more of his dinner. It wasn't like it could get cold in this heat, but his stomach was crying out for more, especially if he didn't want the fizzy wine to go straight to his head.
Once he was finished with his food, he turned to his wine, drinking it as he watched Alliana finish her meal. The sun was quite low on the horizon now, the colours in the sky more vivid in the cloudless sky, it made everything look fantastic. The light on the patio flickered into life so that they could see what they were doing, and he smiled again, not that the smile ever truly left his face. "What do you want to do now?" he asked, content to do anything she wanted.
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Post by Alliana Porter on Jul 20, 2010 13:49:08 GMT -5
"It's wonderful." she added in, as she finished her last bite. Ally relaxed, stretching into her chair and placing a hand on her stomach, not that it even showed signs of ever being fat. "I'm so full." she chuckled, adjusting to watch the sun as it began to slink into the ocean, exploding colours into the sky. With a heavy sigh, she broke a contented smile.
She turned to him as he asked what she wanted to do. "I have no preference really. What would you like to do?" she broke her smile more, giving him a toothy grin. A foolish, head over heels, stupid grin. "As long as I do it with you, it's fine by me." Sure it was cheesy, but it was the truth. She wanted every free, waking minute with the one man who managed to capture her wild heart. For once, she was trusting a man again, and even more surprisingly, letting him get this close to her, and getting to know her.
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Post by Luke Martin on Jul 20, 2010 16:50:33 GMT -5
Ally was so slim, it wouldn't have surprised him if she'd been full after eating two mouthfuls. Girls like that could be deceptive though. They could be tiny, but eat mountains of food with seemingly no effort whatsoever. He wasn't sure she'd got the comment about her being his muse. The food was so good she was non-sensical. "Ditto," he said, shifting so he was more comfortable, the glass of wine still in his hand.
Luke started chuckling at what she'd said, raising his eyebrows slightly, then, unable to help himself, started full blown laughing. Not that it was a laughing matter, but he didn't think she'd meant to say it. "As long as you do it with me?" He tried to compose his face and completely failed. "Well, I was going to suggest maybe trying out the hot tub, unless you had something else in mind."
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Post by Alliana Porter on Jul 20, 2010 17:07:49 GMT -5
"It's cheesy I know, but I'd be lying if I didn't say it." She laughed with him, tilting the glass to her lips slightly. She couldn't help but grin as he suggested hot tub. She had already showered and he was suggesting hot tub? It wouldn't matter. She would just get the chance to be with him, not to mention it would probably be incredibly relaxing. It would also be, dare she think it, sexy.
"Hot tub...really. Are you just trying to make excuses to see me in a bikini again." She teased, throwing her napkin in his direction. "I think it would be good to relax though. it would be nice."
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Post by Luke Martin on Jul 20, 2010 17:48:10 GMT -5
Luke continued to laugh, she really hadn't got it. He hadn't realised how innocent she could be. Maybe it was just his brain in the gutter. So much for being a good guy. If she though she was a bad girl, then she was obviously wrong, especially if she hadn't got that.
He smirked, "hey, any chance to see you in your bikini, I'm going to take," he said, catching the napkin, "I am male after all." And completely head over heels for this girl. Seeing her half naked made his heart pound in his chest. It make keeping himself under control ten times harder, and yet he looked forward to it. "It would be nice," he agreed with a nod, "it'll also be interesting to see how many times we can get you in the water today," he smirked.
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Post by Alliana Porter on Jul 20, 2010 18:04:11 GMT -5
Luke shirtless, wasn't so hard on the eyes either. Him half naked, just made her lust that much more. She bit her lip in the way that made him weak. It was one thing she knew, always worked on men, and better yet, worked on him. She stared at him for a moment, pulling her lip from her teeth, to a smirk, to a smile. She didn't have to say a thing to him, if he got her body signals.
"You are so bad." she chuckled lightly, pulling up from the chair and taking her plate into the kitchen. "Well if you'll spare me a few seconds, I suppose I have to go change right quick....again." she teased. Maybe it would give him a chance to clean up and get ready if he so planned. It would be nice and relaxing unless he brought the wine. they already had plenty of drink today, any more might send them off the edge.
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Post by Luke Martin on Jul 20, 2010 18:17:38 GMT -5
Ally was doing it again, in the full knowledge of what she was doing as well. He mock frowned at her, shifting in his seat, trying not to react in the way she wanted him to. "I know the game you're playing," he said, pointing a finger at her, "it won't work this time." That was a blatant lie, and she knew it. It had already worked. He should have just kept quiet, could have saved himself.
"Well, I do recall you saying you were going to try and bring the bad boy out of me," he said with a smirk, thinking about one of their messaging conversations. He was pretty sure that wasn't what the messaging service on board the Venia was for, but it didn't matter, because all messages were supposed to be private anyway. "Take as long as you like," he said, rising from his seat. He was still wearing his trunks, and had the t-shirt on from before, having not showered before dinner. He'd get a chance to rinse the plates while she was changing.
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Post by Alliana Porter on Jul 20, 2010 18:30:06 GMT -5
"Oh, It's already working." she teased, turning to head up the stairs. He couldn't hide the look on his face. Her lip bite was irresistible, no matter how hard he tried to deny it. It was already too late to deny anything now. There was nothing she could fight either. She liked him, no REALLY liked him. In fact, she was sort of stupidly head over heels for him now. A blind man could see it.
Ally jogged up the stairs and haplessly threw her clothes on the bed, slipping into her suit again. She would pick them up later, it wasn't as if she had to share the room or anything. Grabbing a towel, she pulled a shirt over on top, just so she could pull it off in front of him. If he wanted bad, she would give him bad. With a devious, if not sly smirk, she trotted down the stairs with a slight bounce in her step. "I guess I'll go start up the jets."
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Post by Luke Martin on Jul 20, 2010 18:53:59 GMT -5
"Nuh-uh," he called after her, smirking as he grabbed the dishes and glasses, taking them through to the kitchen. He slowly washed them under the tap, trying to get a hold of himself. Luckily, the food was staving off any side effects of the wine for now, and he didn't plan on drinking any more this evening. He didn't need it to get his head in a spin. Seeing Ally in her bikini again would do that for him, easily.
Luke's mind was a mine field of innuendo today, probably because of the situation that they were in, alone on an island together. "Mmhmm, you do that," he said, trying to ignore the way his mind took her sentence. He put the glasses in the drainer, and turned to see that she'd covered herself with a shirt. Surely this was a part of her devious plan. Following her out onto the patio, he kicked off his shoes and removed his shirt, realising that the water wouldn't cover it this time.
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Post by Alliana Porter on Jul 20, 2010 19:41:43 GMT -5
Ally nodded, heading out the sliding door to the patio, leaving it open for him. The hot tub looked like any other hot tub, except.....well she wasn't sure how to turn it on. Damn this technology. She fiddled and messed with the thing. finally managing the controls. After achieving a relaxing setting, she folded her arms, triumphantly, standing her pride. "Now then.." she chuckled, standing of a bit so she could pull off her shirt.
Luke had beat her to it, and she had to catch her breath at the site of him. He was much better up close. In fact, it was just as she expected. She oh so desperately wanted to touch it, touch him, but that sort of physical contact would send them surely off the edge. She had touched his face, his hand, his shoulder, and his lips, but that's where it stopped. She hadn't breached to his arms, his waist, of his chest.
She swallowed, staring up, almost desperately at him before reality hit. Ally stepped back, pulling up her own shirt so very close in front of him. She wasn't painfully skinny, she just worked out a lot. Unlike most women with a body like hers, she ate whatever the heck she wanted, and worked it off, but not overly so. She swallowed down her lump again, shaking her head a bit. the tension was thick again. "I..I think it's ready now."
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Post by Luke Martin on Jul 21, 2010 4:10:30 GMT -5
Luke looked at her as her eyes seemed to draw themselves in a straight line of sight to his chest and fixed themselves there. He chuckled slightly, seeing her edge closer like she was hypnotised by it. He half wondered whether if he started jumping and bouncing around, would she actually notice? Her eyes traced up to his face and he was captured by them, staring at her as well in silence, as if waiting for something to happen.
That's when Ally did the same thing to him. His eyes followed her shirt up over her head before panning back down her body, her soft white skin. If he had a smidgen less self control, he would have swept her up in his arms and taken her to the bedroom there and then. "Good," he said with a nod, tearing his eyes away from her, looking over to the hot tub. He'd been in one before back at college, hot tub parties, they always ended in an interesting fashion, but it would be different this time, just him and Ally alone. "Ladies first.
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