"Good Evening, ladies!" the Maître d of the place greeted us, "you two must be the Mrs. Morningstar." I draped my arm on Hope's waist, "if you please follow me, I'd bring you two to your table."
I pulled Hope's chair and push it in then sat across her as the waitress put a bottle of wine and two empty glasses down on the table then followed with the appetizers, "if you need anything, please let one of us know." He nodded his head before leaving us alone.
As soon as he left, Hope leaned her body forward while I take a sip of the wine. "Where are we, Luci? Or where's everyone else?" she whisper-asked. "I might or might not book the whole place for tonight just for us," shrugging my shoulders nonchalantly then mimicked her by leaning forward, "why are we whispering?"
She rolls her eyes before sipping her wine, I lean my back to the backrest. "Do you like this place? We can move somewhere else if you want," I asked, worry that she doesn't like any of this. "Yes! No!" I furrow my brow in confusion, "I meant I do like the place... It just... Did you really book the whole place?"
"Yes, I do. I asked Linda Martin to find me the best sushi in LA," I replied. "It's been, almost feel like, a century since we have some alone time. Just the two of us, you know. Without Malivore or Dad knows what interrupting us this time."
"... I like this too." Her left hand reaching for mine, "and I'm sorry for that... It happened because of me."
I wave her off, "no need to be sorry of the past... Thing happened for a reason."
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"So, what next?" Hope twirled her glass of wine while looking at me with curious eyes. "Well, what kind of siblings I am if I haven't paid a visit to Luce?" smirking mischievously. She furrows her brow, "I recognize that look and the smirk... What are you planning, Luci?"
After our sushi date, we went straight back home while hanging around the living room of our home with another bottle of red wine. "You know me so well, love...." clinking my glass to hers, "nothing serious, just a simple brother-sister love."
"Should I or Chloe worry about this?"
I shrugged my shoulders off, "depends on how you two see it," I replied. "Speaking of Chloe and Luce, when will I get to meet another miracle child a.k.a. our niece?" asked with excitement. "Whenever you want, Hopey..." sipping my wine, "you know what, maybe we should visit the happy family tomorrow." Squinting my eyes while wiggling my brows then put my glass down before walking up to Hope, "come on, dance with me, love!"
"I-I I can't dance-..."
I shushed her, "I need to make a better plan, Hopey, and I do it better when I dance with you." I place my hands on her wrists while hers are draped on my neck, "where's the music?" I chuckle amused, "music. That's a very typical human, Hope. Music for any kind of feeling, sad, happy, in love, broken, even cursing someone..." I paused, "we don't need music, just two people who willing to dance with each other."
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