Post by Shelby on Mar 15, 2017 15:07:23 GMT
He was glad that she came to yell at him? Well, she supposed that things would have been different had she just stood there, or even left, instead of going to him. But for him to admit that? It was strange. She wasn't entirely used to the way his lips tilted up at the things that she said when they were out of bed, not having sex. The only times that he had ever smiled at her were after they were sated, on that euphoric high that an orgasm always brought out. It was... Strange. How often would she see that now? "I didn't really think I was going to go after you, either," she responded, taking another bite out of her vegetables. The fact that she was actually able to eat the food without feeling sick was another plus. She blamed that on being hungry, but she wasn't about to complain about it. She just hoped that she didn't throw this up after she got back to Arthur's place, or before the night ended. "I was just so pissed off that after I yelled at the owner of the restaurant I had to come and yell at you for leaving. I'm not used to people doing that to me, obviously. So I just sort of reacted in any way that I could." She didn't even blame that on the pregnancy hormones going through her body.
Finally, she bravely took a sip of the water. She pulled the glass closer towards the end of the table and stirred the straw around a few times before she tentatively pulled it to her lips and sipped. It was refreshing, definitely filtered water with a lemony hint to it. It wasn't entirely bad, but not anything that she was used to drinking. If there was one thing to complain about here, it was the water. And the decor. They needed to upgrade the place and make it more modern, or at least nice to look at. They'd probably get more business that way.
"Don't get your hopes up," she said, letting her lips finally tilt up into a smirk for the first time that night. "You only redeemed yourself a little bit." She took another bite out of her food. Her meal was almost finished, much more eaten than Arthur had eaten out of his meal. "How many times have you come to see the fireworks?" She asked, raising her brows. "And the boardwalk? You seem to know a lot about the things that go on around here."
Finally, she bravely took a sip of the water. She pulled the glass closer towards the end of the table and stirred the straw around a few times before she tentatively pulled it to her lips and sipped. It was refreshing, definitely filtered water with a lemony hint to it. It wasn't entirely bad, but not anything that she was used to drinking. If there was one thing to complain about here, it was the water. And the decor. They needed to upgrade the place and make it more modern, or at least nice to look at. They'd probably get more business that way.
"Don't get your hopes up," she said, letting her lips finally tilt up into a smirk for the first time that night. "You only redeemed yourself a little bit." She took another bite out of her food. Her meal was almost finished, much more eaten than Arthur had eaten out of his meal. "How many times have you come to see the fireworks?" She asked, raising her brows. "And the boardwalk? You seem to know a lot about the things that go on around here."