Coffee, tea? Or me?

Part II

II

On Thursday evening James rang Lucy's bell with excitement; as she opened the door James couldn't help but smile brightly, she was breathtaking in a short red summer dress and bare feet, her wavy hair gently brushing her shoulders.

Lucy smiled in return.

"Hey you, come in!" she said giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

James walked into the studio where some music was playing from the vinyl player and a delicious smell came from the kitchen.

"This is for you," he handed her a bouquet of blue hydrangeas. "I remembered they're your favourite".

"Oh, you're such a gentleman! They're beautiful, thanks!".

Lucy took the bunch of flowers and proceeded to put them in a vase

He smiled

"These are for us", he put the paper bag on the kitchen counter and took out a bottle of red wine and one of champagne.

"Didn't know which one to pick, so I got them both".

Lucy took the champagne bottle.

"Laurent-Perrier. Good taste. Better put this in the fridge..."

"Should we open this now? Dinner will be ready in about half an hour". Said Lucy, taking a bottle opener for the red wine.

"What do we have here?" asked James taking a peek on the hob.

"Well... I'm glad you asked." Lucy handed him a glass filled with wine. "I made curry, rice, some hummus and pita bread for a nibble and, I also hope you brought an appetite because we have tiramisu for pudding".

James whistled in approval.

"Quite an international menu. Did you make everything from scratch?" he asked impressed.

"Everything!" she beamed like a proud child.

"You're quite something..." he said, charmed.

Lucy smiled at him from behind her wine glass.

The food had been eaten, the wine and champagne drank and James was polishing the last spoonful of tiramisu.

"That was heavenly!" he said in true owe.

"I'm glad," said Lucy happily. "I enjoyed making it for you".

She got up from the kitchen island where they had their dinner and started clearing in the empty dishes and bawls, piling them near the sink.

"Let me help," said James.

"Don't worry, I'll just leave them here and finish washing up tomorrow" she replied and went back to him.

"So, what do you want to do now?" she asked, placing her hands on his knees as he was sitting on the high stool.

James looked straight into her eyes and kissed her, Lucy reciprocated the kiss with vigour throwing her hands behind his neck.

James got up from his stool, towering over her now and deepened the kiss, his hands slowly moving down her back; as she pulled him closer grabbing his head, James' hands moved further down until they cupped her bottom.

Lucy pushed back and took a moment to look at him, then grabbed his chin, bit his lip and started to kiss him again, passionately.

When she licked his lower lip, tugged at it while looking in his eyes, James' brain clouded. He grabbed her by the back of her thighs and lifted her, putting her on the counter.