"I can't help it, you're warm and beautiful and smell good. It just takes a little while to wake up," Lincoln replied at her grabby comment. She never seemed to mind and even she got a little touchy whenever they slept over together. He didn't mind, he liked it when she touched him like that.
"I am starting without you," Lincoln called out as she hopped down from the counter. Smiling at her warmly as she brushed a kiss against his jaw, he leaned down into the kiss and watched her fondly as she disappeared. Pulling out chairs at the table for them both, he poured them both wine and set the table. At the last moment he lit a couple of candles with a fingertip and added a flower to her side of the table. "Hey, now that looks better. There's my Lee."
Lincoln pulled out the chair for her, leaning down to brush a kiss against her cheek as they sat down together. He didn't glance any further down from his position just in case, his shirt was much bigger on her and he didn't want her thinking he was trying to get a look down her top.
"Wanna play footsie under the table?" Lincoln joked, grinning as he tucked into the lasagne.
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Date: 2015-03-15 11:46 am (UTC)"I am starting without you," Lincoln called out as she hopped down from the counter. Smiling at her warmly as she brushed a kiss against his jaw, he leaned down into the kiss and watched her fondly as she disappeared. Pulling out chairs at the table for them both, he poured them both wine and set the table. At the last moment he lit a couple of candles with a fingertip and added a flower to her side of the table. "Hey, now that looks better. There's my Lee."
Lincoln pulled out the chair for her, leaning down to brush a kiss against her cheek as they sat down together. He didn't glance any further down from his position just in case, his shirt was much bigger on her and he didn't want her thinking he was trying to get a look down her top.
"Wanna play footsie under the table?" Lincoln joked, grinning as he tucked into the lasagne.