Who: Alex Bulstrode and Lydia Burston What: Dinner and a Sleepover Where: Alex’s Flat When: Thursday Evening Rating: R Warning: There will be adult situations, there will be booze, there will be Alex in an apron looking sexy...
It wasn’t unusual to have Lydia over for dinner these days. He had her over, or invaded her flat whenever they had a chance. But tonight he was making pasta with a rich red sauce, her favorite wine was in teh fridge and cake was in a box on the counter. It was a slower week at work, and he wanted a nice evening with Lydia. Feeling paws on his shoulder, he turned his head and sighed, “Polly - you a pest.” But he didn’t try to remove the cat from his shoulder.
The doors to the balcony were open, letting the cooler night air into the apapartment, there were laterns lit both out and inside. He liked the glow, and he wasn’t ashamed to admit he wanted to be a little romantic. While this week had been slower - the last few had been intense. Lots of long hours and weekends. He didn’t want her to think she was having to compete with his work. So tonight he wanted to spoil her a bit. Homemade meal, music, maybe some dancing on the terrace.
She had a key to his place - when he had had late nights she had come over to feed the animals and take Canon for his walks, and he hadn’t asked for it back, so he knew she would just let herself in.