Love and War.

LnW#9: Know Of Love There Is No Fear

Throughout the whole dinner Jaxon and Dean were making Haven blush with the snide comments about Sébastien. Sébastien on the other hand was trying to get her attention.

She was laughing and giggling, smiling and blushing, all in all she was having fun. At the end of their meal Haven and Dean helped Jaxon with the dishes and Sébastien got a call, they out the dishes in the dishwasher and had some more wine.

When Sébastien came back he snatched the glass of wine out of Dean's hand and drank it in one go.

Haven immediately knew something was wrong.

"Dean, Jaxon, I will be taking the beautiful out for dessert and I'll be leaving you two here trusting that I'll find my house in one piece."

"Aye aye captain." They both saluted.
Sébastien glared playfully at them both.

"Mi'lady." he held his hand out to her which she gladly took.

By the time they reached the garage the wind had picked up and Haven's dark locks were wildly swaying in the wind.

She tried to tuck it behind her ear but go no vail, Sébastien saw the struggles and chuckled.

"Here, let me help." he took out a rubber band from his pant pocket and gathered her hair into a now messy ponytail before tying it up. "Better?" he asked making Haven blush but nod anyways.

He opened the door for her and she stepped in before he jogged around the car and got in tho drivers side.

"So where to?" she asked once they got on the road.

"Anywhere you'd like, darling." he said. Sébastien didn't want to push his luck or push Haven to any extreme measures but being the impatient guy he was be slipped his hand into hers and locks their fingers together.

Haven's cheeks heated up but she didn't mind though."Anywhere?" she asked softly making Sébastien chuckle.

"Anywhere." he repeated

She stared at him, noticing the Beaty spot above his right eyebrow and the way he had dimples without even smiling and his pink lips again his tan skin. He was a masterpiece.

Green eyes that held the width of the forest but the dept of the sea that were framed by dark bushy eyebrows that almost had a unibrow. His high cheekbones complementing his sharp jaw and dark side burns. The way-

Oh shoot he's probably waiting for an answer.

"Ice cream." she reacted on her thoughts.

"What's your favorite flavor?" he asked out of no where.

"I don't know, I like all ice cream except vanilla." she spoke.

"You don't like vanilla Ice cream?" he wasn't at all shocked because he didn't even like the bland flavored ice cream, he just wanted to keep her talking.

"Yes, it too... too plain." she scrunched her nose up at that.

He laughed at her adorable face. "Don't worry, love, I don't either."

"Then what is your favorite flavor?" she asked.

Sébastien looked at her once he stopped at a red light, studying her pink cheeks and red lips.

"Strawberry."

They spent the rest of the car ride asking each other silly question about their likes and dislikes like two teenagers at it for the first time.

But non the less they both enjoyed each other's company.

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"I'll have two scoops of rum and raisin ice cream and one scoop of blueberry fudge, please." Haven said to the lady taking their orders behind the counter.