dallas martinez § will scarlett (whatisyourcrime) wrote in ourtrueselves, @ 2010-05-08 21:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | dallas harper, rick martinez |
Who: Rick and Dallas
What: Date night!
When: Saturday evening.
Where: Random stretch of public beach, Los Angeles.
Warnings: What, are you new here?
So far, it had been a pretty swank date. They'd actually gotten somewhat dressed up to go out to the cliche 'nice' dinner. It certainly wasn't the first time they'd done something of the sort, since on the weekends they tended to go out more than they stayed in. They just tended to stick to slightly more casual outings. She didn't mind. Mostly, as long as she was spending time with Rick, she was comfy with it.
After they'd finished dinner, Rick had suggested they go for a walk. As far as romance went, there was no better setting. The day was almost over, there was a nice warm breeze, and the waves were crashing. That was one of her favorite parts about living in LA. She'd been raised pretty much in the dead center of Texas, hours and hours away from the ocean. Now, it was right there, whenever she felt like wandering that way. More often than not, she didn't have time to go frolicking in the sand, which made it that much better.
Dallas slipped off her shoes, holding them loosely by the straps. Maybe there was some skilled woman somewhere that could wear heels in the sand without either ruining her shoes or breaking an ankle, but she was definitely not that woman. She held out her other hand for Rick to take. "You know, their staff has gotten better since the last time. At least this time the waitress didn't try to put her tits in your face."