Astrid Hakansson (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sassy_valkyrie) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} heureuxlake, |
”A surprise,” Astrid agreed, though it didn’t lessen her smile or the warm feeling seeing the look in Michael’s eyes filled her with. Something about the way he had said had her thinking that it wouldn’t be a bad surprise, and that just made her feel all the more eager to hear it. But she could be patient. Maybe. No, she could and would let him surprise her.
Even as Michael moved closer to her, so did she shift until their arms were touching. “Promise?” she told him softly, knowing that as long as he had a place for her on his piano bench, she wouldn’t be going anywhere. She turned her hand on the table, just enough at she could slip her fingers in between his. “So, if you have to listen for my name, it wouldn’t do for me to distract you?” she asked him, the look in her eyes clearly teasing as she leaned closer to him. “Like this?” she murmured with a smile and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to his lips.