Wednesday: April/9/08
Who: Nox, Belle and Dizzy interrupting When: Wednesday evening Where: Nox's apartment What: someone has horrible timing for being a brat!
After a long day of grading papers and then basketball and football practices, Nox was all too happy to have dinner with Belle. A simple pasta dish and salad, some wine, nice music.. it was all just perfectly simple and wonderful. Dessert was even better, mostly because it didn't consist of food. Nox and Belle moved from the kitchen to the living room sofa, and judging by how things were going, they'd relocate to his bedroom in a few minutes.
Some clothes were askew, other garments were missing entirely (like Nox's shirt and tie and Belle's skirt). She had stunning legs. Actually, Belle had stunning everything. Nox couldn't get enough of her. Touching her was a surreal experience. It seemed too good to be real. And, apparently, tonight was too good to be real. In the middle of unbuttoning her blouse, a knock came at the door. Nox tried to ignore it by kissing Belle again, but he started thinking about who could be on the other side of the door. What if it was Katie, and she had an emergency. What if Adora needed to talk. What if Dante had gotten himself into trouble.
Sighing, Nox pulled away from Belle. "Sorry," he whispered, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek and a blanket to cover her. They really were better off going to her apartment. Disruptions were less common there. "One moment!" Nox called out as he checked that his pants were still fastened and belt in tact. He searched the room with his eyes as he moved toward the door, trying to remember where his shirt was, but he couldn't see it. Hopefully the person standing outside wouldn't be offended. He opened the door and spotted Danielle. "Hello, Dizzy," he said in a frustrated tone that was impossible to hide right now.