La Valse de Paris (Part 1)
“Take the window seat; I’m probably going to sleep the all way.”
“You’re sure? Aren’t you going to be uncomfortable?” You wonder as Tobin pushes your bags into the overhead bin of the plane.
“Nah don’t worry. I’ll just use you as a pillow if I do.” She winks and you plop down on your seat with a chuckle.
“Then I will be the one not comfy.”
“Stop lying to yourself, you love when I’m all over you.”
As to prove her point your girlfriend sits on your lap and kisses you. Expecting just a peck you gasp when you feel her tongue tracing your lips.
“Tobs! Stop, there are people watching.”
“I know. That teenage boy back there wouldn’t stop piercing holes into your butt and chest but I think he got the message now.”
Shaking your head with a smile you push Tobin off of you and she sits on the middle seat.
“Can you grab my book in my bag please?” You ask her, realizing you forgot to take it.
Tobin only brings her legs to her chest in order to give you the space to walk and smiles sweetly at you.
“You’re so lazy.” You roll your eyes before standing to grab your bag.
When you look down at Tobin you see her glaring at something behind you. Turning around you see a blushing teenager looking down at his shoes.
“Tobs stop scaring the poor kid.” You playfully slap her arm before sitting back down.
“What? He was doing it again! Are you really defending him?” She shamelessly points at the boy and his eyes widen while his cheeks turn crimson again.
“Stop it already, you’re making him uncomfortable.” You can’t help but let a small chuckle escape you at his flushed face.
“Well he deserves it! No one gets the right to check my girlfriend’s ass but me okay?” She smirks.
Her little possessiveness makes you want to play with her a little.
“Well… I’m sure he would have grabbed my book for me.” You raise a teasing eyebrow at her.
“Oh that’s really low Al'! You know my legs hurt from practice. Coach went extra hard on me since I won’t be there this week” She pouts with exaggeration.
“I still can’t believe they let you go just before pre-season.”
You’re finally using the plane tickets Tobin’s got you for Christmas, flying to Paris for the week.
“Yeah, that’s cool of them. I did promise that I would practice with the PSG at least twice this week though.” She shrugs.
“Are you going to keep that promise?” You wonder, knowing how lazy Tobin can be sometimes.
However you forgot that Tobin is never lazy when it comes to soccer.
“Oh yeah absolutely! I called the PSG’s coach last week and he told me I was welcomed whenever I wanted. I can’t wait to see everyone.” She answers with excitement filling her eyes.
“That’s great. I’m happy for you, I know you miss your former teammates.”
“I do miss them. You’ll come with me right? ‘Cause I told the coach you’ll be here too. And I want to introduce you to everyone.”
“Of course. Will you give me a tour of the stadium?” You grin at your lover’s enthusiasm.
“Yeah sure.” Tobin nods.
A lady of a certain age appears next to Tobin and you lift your eyes to see her check the seat’s number before moving her bag up to put it in the bin.
Following your gaze Tobin turns around and sees the woman struggling to lift her heavy bag.
“Wait, let me help you.” She immediately offers.
You can’t help your heart to grow twice its size when your lover smiles at the woman after she thanked her.
“No problem Ma’am.”
They both seat down and Tobin looks at you again. Seeing your smile she tilts her head and is about to ask you something when the stewardess starts the usual speech.
The plane takes off smoothly and after a few minutes you release your death grip off Tobin’s hand.
“Thanks God I’m not a keeper or I’d have to change my job.” She complains while wiggling her fingers, getting the blood to run in them again.
“Stop being a child, it wasn’t that tight.”
“Believe what you want babe.” She kisses your temple before putting her headphones on her head.
She scrolls on her phone before clicking on a playlist and closing her eyes while leaning back in her seat.
Not wanting to start your book jut yet you settle in just looking at her. Her head moves to the beat of the music for a short minute before slowly stopping and you notice her expression softening. Soon her breathing steadies and you smirk at her ability to fall asleep in minutes. You let your eyes re-discover all of her features when a movement next to your lover snaps you back to reality.
The lady is looking at you with amusement feeling her soft eyes and a small smile is dancing on her lips.
You feel your cheeks starting to burn, realizing you got caught staring and that she’s probably thinking you’re a creep.
You quickly open your book, removing your bookmark, and move back into your seat, hiding yourself behind Tobin’s body.
However your embarrassment is soon forgotten as you let the words lull you.
**
You’re already eight chapters deep into Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone, your previous Kerouac book back into your bag as you finished it earlier, when a light weight lands on your shoulder.
Turning your head to see the origin of it, your nose is buried into soft hair. The familiar scent of coconut fills your nostrils and you let a small sigh of contentment fall of your lips. You carefully adjust your position in order to be comfier and Tobin shifts, following your movements before burying her face deeper into your neck.
“Mmyouwarm.” She mumbles sleepily against your skin.
“Sleep baby.”
You close your book, settling it on your lap, and start to draw light patterns on her arm and fingers. Her hand flies to your stomach and she brings you closer. In a matter of seconds her body conspicuously relaxes and you know she’s out again.
You turn your head, letting Tobin’s small breath caress your skin as you watch the dark sky behind your window. You’re lost in your thoughts when a gentle voice startles you.
“You make a really cute couple.”
You slightly jump at the unexpected whisper and turn your head to see the woman looking at you with wide eyes.
“I’m sorry dear; I didn’t mean to scare you.” She quickly apologizes.
“No it’s okay; I was just in my thoughts. Oh and thanks, but she’s the cute one.”
You both look down at Tobin’s peaceful face and chuckle.
“You’ve got quite the chivalrous woman.” She continues with a genuine smile, referring to the way Tobin helped her earlier, and you can already say that you like this lady.
“Yes, she’s a keeper.”
“How long have you been together?”
“Well, officially for seven month. But I guess technically we could say more than a year.” You respond, quickly doing the math in your head.
“Complicated start?” The woman tilts her head a little.
“Yes, you could say that.” You nod.
The woman smiles warmly at you and the absence of any judgment or disgust in her eyes makes your heart swells. You’re aware that some people still think it is wrong to be gay but this woman doesn’t seem to care even though she must have been raised learning homosexuality was a disease or a sin. Genuine people are the best. You always need them in your life.
“I’m Alex.” You extend your hand.
Her small one shakes it lightly, a warm smile still on her lips.
“Nice to meet you Alex. I’m Elizabeth, but I go by Beth.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Beth.”
You let go of Elizabeth’s hand and she shifts a little in her seat in order to face you.
“Are you going to Paris or do you have connecting flights?” She wonders.
“We’re staying there. Tobin got us tickets for Christmas.”
“That’s really sweet of her.” Elizabeth smiles down at your sleeping girlfriend.
“Yeah it is. She used to play soccer there, so it's an occasion to see her former teammates. And I’m a French teacher; therefore I love to travel anywhere in the country. It’s the perfect vacation for us.” You developed, feeling your heart beat with excitement at the idea of the week ahead of you.
“Indeed, seems like you’re going to have a great time.”
“I don’t doubt that. What about you? Are you staying in Paris?”
“Yes, I’m joining my husband there. He’s actually French. Many years ago we bought a little apartment so he could fly there when he was missing home. When we were younger he would always take me and our children in the city, showing us the places where he grew up, played with his friends, and later went to bars. I love the light in his eyes when he talks about Paris. It’s been a while since we went there, I really miss it. I miss seeing him in his element.” The woman slowly relates, her eyes lost in her memories.
There is a moment of silence as Elizabeth’s eyes are still lost in her past. You smile shyly, letting her in her bubble.
When her eyes meet yours again they are filled with joy.
“Sorry, I’m rambling.” She chuckles, passing her hand into her white hair.
“Don’t apologize; I’m listening to every word.” Your reassure her. “It’s obvious that you really love your husband. How long have you been together?”
“Oh my… I stopped counting a long time ago sweety.” She laughs lightly. “But we’re celebrating our 40th year of marriage in two days. That’s actually why I’m flying alone. Louis wanted to be there before me in order to set up everything before my arrival.” Elizabeth blushes.
Your mouth curves into a small smile and your heart misses a beat at the sight. They have been together for more than forty years and he still manages to make her blush even while not being here.
“Wow, forty year… It’s fantastic. Congratulations.”
“Thanks sweetheart. But you know, forty years are nothing when you spend them with your person.”
Unconsciously, you lean closer to Tobin, grabbing her hand. It’s when Elizabeth looks down at your intertwined fingers that you realize it, and you blush a little.
“Love is wonderful Alex. Life doesn’t get boring when you’re in love.”
A bright smile makes its way to her lips and you can’t help but return it.
You’re about to reply when Tobin jostles awake.
“Not the shin guards!”
You slap your hand on her mouth, receiving a few glares from some passengers trying to sleep and you send them an apologizing look.
“Shh babe, it was just a dream.” You whisper in her ear.
Her eyes still clouded with sleep find yours and you wait for a few seconds before lowering your hand.
“Wow Lex’, I’ve made the weirdest dream. Zlatan was running after me in our bedroom, yelling at me to lace my cleats tighter and throwing shin guards at me so I could put them on.”
You feel your lips stretch into a small smile at her dazed expression.
“Don’t laugh. It was scary.” She pouts.
“I’m not laughing Tobs. I know Zlatan scares you.” You contain your smile while brushing her wild baby hair out of her face.
You hear a chuckle behind Tobin and bite down your bottom lip, trying not to laugh too.
Tobin turns around and the sight of Elizabeth trying to stifle a laugh breaks all your attempts to stay composted and you start to laugh as well.
Your girlfriend looks back in forth between Elizabeth and you before crossing her arms on her chest, a frown on her face.
“Oh babe I’m sorry. It’s just that we were having a serious conversation and you interrupted us with your random story.” You peck her cheek and her features soften.
“Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t realize I was interrupting.” She apologizes sheepishly, fidgeting.
“It’s okay dear, I thought it was funny.” Elizabeth smiles sweetly at her.
Tobin smiles back before glancing at you with an eyebrow raised.
“Oh yeah sorry. Elizabeth this is Tobin. Tobin, Elizabeth.”
“Nice to meet you Elizabeth.”
“Likewise. And please, call me Beth.” Elizabeth shakes Tobin’s hand.
“Okay, well let me tell you Beth; having Zlatan running and yelling after you is everything but funny.” Tobin winks before sticking her tongue out.
**
“Perfect girls.” Elizabeth puts her phone back in her purse. “I’ll give you a call sometimes this week so we can meet up for lunch or dinner.”
“Great, we’ll see you soon then.” You reply before hugging the woman.
“I’m looking forward to it.” She hugs you back.
Elizabeth hugs Tobin too before making her way outside the airport. She hops into a cab and waves one last time. Soon her cab disappears in the middle of cars.
“She’s such a nice lady. I’m so glad we met her.” You whisper, leaning on Tobin’s side and burying your face into her neck.
“Yes she’s great.” Tobin kisses the crown of your head. “Come on let’s get outside, the sun is just starting to rise.”
Tobin leads you through the doors and you sit on the sidewalk, leaning against the wall with your suitcases beside you.
“It’s so beautiful.” You whisper after a few minutes, looking at the shifting colors of the sky.
“Yes. Yes it is.”
You blush feeling Tobin’s eyes on you.
“I’m going to give Laure a call; make sure she didn’t forget about us.” She adds right after, standing up and grabbing her phone in her pocket.
You close your exhausted eyes, waiting for her to call her French friend. Suddenly a ‘hoooof’ makes you open them again.
“I missed you so muuuuuch!’
A frown makes its way on your face when you see two arms around your girlfriend’s waist, but it quickly fades when you recognize the familiar face of the hugger.
“I’ve missed you too.” Tobin smiles softly, wrapping her arms around the small brunette.
“I looked for you everywhere in the airport, couldn’t find you anywhere. I should have guessed you would be sitting outside, like the hobo that you are.” Laure laughs lightly, detaching herself from Tobin, and you smile at her slight accent.
“Hey that’s mean! Let me tell you that I’m a grown woman who is now settled in a beautiful apartment with her beautiful girlfriend.” Tobin winks down at you and Laure follows her gaze.
Her eyes widen when she sees you.
“Oh my God I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you! You must think that I’m so rude.” She quickly apologizes and you chuckle.
“No it’s okay.” You get on your feet. “I’m the rude one for not greeting you right away. But I’ll be sincere: I’m so tired that I let you finish with Tobin while enjoying precious seconds on the ground.”
“I totally get it. Those flights are endless… But let me introduce myself properly: I’m Laure Boulleau.”
“Nice to finally meet you Laure. I’m Alex.” You offer your hand but she ignores it and goes straight for the hug.
“Sorry; Tobin talks so much about you, I feel like I already know you.” She chuckles while playfully punching Tobin’s shoulder.
“Yeah yeah yeah, can we go to the hotel now?” She whines.
“Let’s get you to bed big baby.” Laure teases and Tobin pokes her tongue out childishly.
“Thanks for driving us Laure by the way! We know it’s super early.” You thank the French defender.
“That’s really not a problem. If you ever need a ride during the week just ask.” She gently offers.
“No thanks, I’ve already had enough of your annoying face.” Tobin grumbles with a teasing smirk.
Laure rolls her eyes, before looking at you while sighing.
“I swear we’re friends.”
“I don’t know how you handle her.”
“I should be the one asking that question.” Laure winks before hopping behind the wheel.
**
“I’m so tired!”
“You slept most of the flight.” You roll your eyes as Tobin jumps on your bed.
“Shut your mouth and come join me for a nap.” She pats the mattress before burying her face into her pillow.
“Okay, but a quick one.”
You only get a soft hum in response and when you lie beside Tobin her chest is already rising and falling deeply.
“Tobs?”
Her arm flies in the air, wrapping your body, and she brings you closer.
“Nap time.”
**
“I can’t believe we slept that long!”
“Come on Lex, it’s okay. We’ll just grab a late lunch and we’ll go exploring the city for the end of the afternoon. We still have all week, don’t stress.” Tobin kisses your forehead, her face still wet from her shower, before making her way to her suitcase.
“You’re right. It’s just that I want to enjoy every moment.” You sigh.
“Does that mean you didn’t enjoy napping with me?” She playfully asks while drying her hair with her towel.
“Don’t put words in my mouth.” You chuckle.
She winks before dropping down the towel wrapping her body, letting her underwear appear. Your eyes roll down her tone back when you realize something.
“Hey, are these panties mine?” Tobin turns around but you cut her before she can reply. “And is that my bra too?”
“Okay, you’re going to laugh.” Tobin starts sheepishly. “When you were showering I was looking for clothes and I realized that I forgot to bring underwear… I just have my sports bra and spandex for training.”
You close your eyes for a second. Of course Tobin would forget to pack underwear. It’s not like you told her to check if she had everything five times before leaving.
“But it’s okay though. You pack twice as many clothes than you actually need so… Yeah I borrowed these.” Tobin finishes, smacking the elastic of her (well your) panties against her hips.
“You’re unbelievable.” You say with a chuckle, shaking your head. “Even a five year old kid would think about packing their underwear.” You stand up and walk towards her.
“Well sorry Mom. I’m a 28 years old who still doesn’t know how to pack.” She smirks before taking a shirt in her suitcase.
You snap it out of her hand and she looks at you curiously.
“You know, a kid would have been punished.”
The rasp in your voice is deeper than before and her eyes turn black at the sound.
“Yeah?” She sighs. “What are you going to do about it?”
“I’m taking these back.” You point to her underwear.
Goosebumps cover her torso and arms when you fingers unclip her bra and slide down her panties.
Her now dark brown eyes stare at your lips as your stare at her naked body. You notice her taking a slight step forward and you move away.
“Thanks for giving them back. Now get dressed, you owe me lunch.”
You wish you could see her face.
But walking out without turning around is so much more fun.
You know; for dramatic effect.
**
“I can’t believe you’re making me go commando.”
You’re pretty sure your bottom lip is going to bleed as you bite it hard, stifling a laugh at the vision of Tobin’s obvious blush even if she’s trying to hide it behind her menu.
“That’s what you get. Now you’ll think about packing everything you need.”
“Fuck you Alex.”
“You will.”
Her blush grows darker and she raises her menu higher, shielding herself from your amused eyes.
Luckily for her, you waiter comes at your table and asks if you’ve decided, saving her from being embarrassed more.
Tobin opens her mouth to talk and you can’t stop yourself from messing with her. You quickly slip off one of your shoe and raise your foot to caress her inner thigh. She chokes on her own saliva as your foot goes higher before surprisingly succeeding to order in perfect French.
She glares at you and you can’t help but chuckle.
“Al, he asked what you wanted.” She rasps, trying to push your foot away discreetly.
You look up to see the waiter patiently waiting and you put your foot down not missing Tobin’s sigh of relief.
“Oh yeah sorr- Désolée, je prendrai la même chose qu’elle s’il vous plaît.” (I’ll have what she ordered please.)
The waiter scribbles your order before taking back your menus and leaving your table.
As soon as he’s out of sight Tobin leans over the table to slap your arm.
“Ouch!”
“You deserve it.” She says, a hard look on her face but you know that deep down she found it funny.
“Oh come on, you liked it.”
“Whatever.”
You make light conversation and after a few minutes your plates arrive.
“Yo it looks good.” Tobin licks her lips.
“Bon appétit.” You wink.
“Wait, let’s cheer.” She grabs her glass of water and waits for you to lift yours. “To Paris.”
“To Paris and the awesome week coming.”
The both of you waste no time and dig your forks into your meals. You hum in delight.
“So good…” Tobin moans.
You take a few more bites before starting to talk.
“So, I started Harry Potter during our flight.”
“Really? That’s great Lex. I still don’t understand how you’ve survived your teenage years without reading those books. It’s not human dude.”
You just roll your eyes at her exaggeration.
“What? It’s true! Everyone has read Harry Potter but you. And you say that you love literature… My ass, Harry Potter is the definition of literature and you’re just reading it now.” Tobin teases lightly.
“There are other people who haven’t read the saga Tobs.” You respond between two bites.
“Yeah; babies who can’t read. Even my Grandmother read it.” She chuckles.
“Ow I miss your Grandma.” You pout, putting your cutlery down.
“I miss her too… Maybe we should invite her to come visit us with Grandpa.”
“That’s a good idea.”
“We’ll talk about that when we go home. Back to Harry: you like it?” She asks before digging in her plate again.
“Yes I do. I mean, I’ve only read like ten chapters, but I like it so far.” You say while cutting a piece of your steak.
“Cool. And now I have power on you.” She grins with a devious glint in her eyes.
“Oh yeah? How so?” You frown.
“Spoilers my love… Spoilers.” She points at you with her fork.
“Tobs… You’ve watched the movies a thousand times in the apartment; I know how it ends.” You laugh.
Her devious expression falls, replaced by deception.
“Oh… Not fair…”
“It’s okay, you tried.”
Your plate is empty before Tobin’s and you stay silent as she finishes her meal.
Remembering her underwear situation you decide to mess with her more.
“So… How’s the commando doing?”
Her groan makes you laugh loudly and a few customers glare at you. When you finally calm down she’s the only one left glaring at you.
“You’re enjoying the situation a little too much for my liking.”
“Oh come on Tobs lighten up; it’s funny.”
Her eyes stay hard for a second before shifting to her usual playful and soft ones.
“Yeah, I have to admit that you really got me on that one. I’m thinking of way to get you back since we left the hotel.” She chuckles.
“You’ve found one?”
“Yeah.” She smirks, leaning back in her chair.
You’re about to ask her how she plans on getting you back but you choke on your words as warmth is pressed against your core.
You try your best to contain the moan forming in your throat when Tobin applies more pressure right against your now throbbing clit.
“Tobin…” You warm between your clenched teeth.
“You were right, it is funny.” She slowly passes her tongue on her bottom lip, starring deep into your eyes.
You get lost for a second in her burning ones before she speaks again.
“Do you feel like having desert in our room?” She asks innocently.
“God, yes please.”
After what seems to be an eternity of walking in the streets, Tobin’s body is finally pressed against yours as the elevator goes up to your floor.
Her teeth nibble your sensitive neck and your hands find her butt. You slide them under her loose jeans and grab her soft naked skin. She moans in your ear and your hips buckle at the sound.
“I take back what I said: this is the best idea you’ve ever had.”
“I knew you’d finally agree with me.”
**
“Stop. Fucking. Teasing.”
“Payback baby. Karma’s a bitch.”
**
“You’re going to let me borrow your underwear tomorrow though?”
“Sleep Tobin.”
“No but really?”
“Al?”
“Lex?”
“Aaaaleeeex?”
“Yes Tobin... Yes, I’ll let you borrow them. Sleep now.”
“Oh great! I don’t think I could’ve walked in-”
“Babe…”
“Sorry… Good night Lex. I love you.”
“I love you too, but now shut your mouth.”
“You just said you like when I’m expressive in be-”
“I swear Tobin…”
“Oh yeah my bad…”
**
*Click*
“Aw we look cute on that one.”
“I like it too.”
Typing swiftly on your phone you put the picture of Tobin kissing your cheek on the top of the Eiffel Tower as your background picture.
When you lift your eyes you see Tobin really close from the edge, looking down at the ground.
“Baby, don’t lean too much please. If you want to go down you can take the stairs. I’m not sure falling from up here will be good for your body.”
“There is a guy who fell in like 1910 or something. He wanted to try his invention which was supposed to make him fly. He landed 6 inches in the ground… Can you believe it? Sinking 6 inches in bitumen… That’s like my hand’s length.” She exclaims, her head still down.
“One more reason for you to step back.”
Tobin stares at the passerby who ‘look like ants’ before straitening up again and walking closer to you.
“So, what’s left on the list?” She asks, wrapping one arm around your waist and looking at your phone as you scroll your ‘what tourists always do’ list.
“Eiffel Tower; check. Louvre; check. Notre-Dame; check. Arc de Triomphe ; check. Montmartre, check.” You enumerate.
“Wow, look Lex that pigeon flew right above my head! He's so lucky, he gets to perch on the actual top of the tour.” Tobin points at the bird.
You look at her stunned face and feel your lips stretch in a small smile.
“You know, I’ve visited Paris for what feels like a hundred times, but with you I rediscover everything with new eyes.” You chuckle.
“Why?”
“I don’t know… You’ve already seen the city too but you still act curious and amazed by literally everything. It’s refreshing. How you always find the best part in everything and how you make the most out of it. It’s one of the things I love the most about you.”
Tobin’s eyes wrinkle as her smile grows wide. Your knees buckle under the loving look, filled with adoration, she offers you.
“Thanks baby.”
Her warm lips place a small kiss on your temple.
“We should go to the Grévin museum tomorrow. It could be fun.”
She hums quietly and kisses your temple again.
“I’m training with the team tomorrow morning though.” She says.
“That’s okay; we can go in the afternoon.”
“Don’t plan anything for Thursday.”
“Why?” You frown at her smirk.
“I’m taking you on a date.”
“All day?”
She only nods, a glint of excitement in her shining eyes.
“And aaaaaaaall night.”
Your phone buzzes in your hand, giving you an excuse to ignore Tobin’s husky whisper and wriggling eyebrows.
“Oh it’s Beth.” You inform her while reading the text.
“What does she say?”
“She asks if we want to have dinner with her and husband at their place tonight.”
“That’s fine by me.” Your lover quickly agrees.
“Yeah, we’ll finally get to meet the famous Louis.” You chuckle while typing your response.
“Man, that woman is so in love it’s making me wonder if you really love me.” Tobin teases and you can hear the smile in her voice.
“Hey! You know I love you.” You shot your head up, putting your phone back in your pocket.
“If you really love me, come photobomb that couple's selfie with me.” Tobin demands, discreetly pointing to the young couple.
You follow her gaze, seeing the man’s arm extended as he clenches his phone, trying to get the view behind them and their smiling faces.
Before you can answer Tobin grabs your arm and drags you behind the two tourists.
The man clicks on his screen and you just have the time to see Tobin’s crossed eyes and goofy smile as well as your stuck tongue and your peace signs, before she drags you away to the elevators.
The door closes, shutting you from the outside world.
Honey eyes find your blue ones in the silence of the elevator and there is no point in trying to contain your laugh.
Tobin wipes a tear from the corner of her eye while you hold your stomach, which is starting to hurt as you laugh uncontrollably.
“That was fun.” She giggles and grabs your hand when you step outside the elevator.
“We should go up again and ask them to send us the picture. Plus, it’s the evidence of my unconditional love for you, so I kind of need it if someone ever asks for a proof.”
“It’s too late for that… What a shame. Maybe you can prove your love differently. Maybe buy me a muffin?” She carefully tries.
“We’re invited at Beth’s in two hours. I’m not buying you a muffin.” You shake your head, leading Tobin to the subway entrance.
“Then you don’t love me.”
“Then I don’t love you.” You smirk at her pouting face.
“You’re a bad liar.”
“And you’re a bad pouter.”
“That’s okay they are a lot of pouters in this city. Well I guess they’re pigeons but it works too right? I’m sure I can find a good one to convince you.” She grins, proud of her joke.
“You still have the rest of the week to find one.” You play along.
“Plenty of time indeed.”
“You’ll have some time for me though.”
“I’m sure I can squeeze you in for an hour or two.” She wraps her arm around your waist and kisses your shoulder.
“That’s all I ask.”