"No," Holly J. said as she dropped the spoon of caviar back on the fine porcelain plate. "I can't do this!"

Declan rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair. The restaurant's atmosphere was slowly waning as people began to leave. Though it had been almost a half hour since Declan first attempted to convince his girlfriend to try the unknown, he would keep at it. He was determined to win. Sighing he replied, "Come on Holly, you're going to have to try something like this eventually." His eyes smoldered as he tried to wear her down, smirking. "Or do you plan on leaving me to Fee's mercy at those diplomat parties?"

Rolling her eyes, Holly J. replied cheekily, "You got on fine without me before, I'm sure you'll survive." Serious again, she added, "Besides, I can avoid it if I want to."

"You're being childish."

Raising an inquisitive brow, Holly J. replied, "Excuse me, but you don't want to try it either. I'm surprised you've never had to in your extensive travels."

Declan chuckled and stood up. "The idea of fish eggs has always grossed me out. And one of us has to try it. My mother is going to want proof that we ate it. Instead of us both suffering, we'll just...share the knowledge?" Holly J.'s laugh ruined her glare's effect.

"I still fail to see why it has to be me."

"You're less likely to spit it into one of those nice napkins."

Declan moved his chair next to hers on the other side of the table and angled his body towards her as he sat down, his right arm snaking around the back of her chair. They had been going out for a fair amount of time now, and Declan smiled slightly every time his thoughts wandered onto the subject of their relationship. They both were proud, self-righteous, and slightly egotistical people, and they knew it. But unlike with Blue or Declan's previous girlfriends, neither of them would ever try to change the other. The amusement of fighting for the lead in the relationship was enjoyable for both, and Holly J. and Declan could deal with following the other for a while, until the opportune moment where they could snatch back the reins again came back, of course. Dating someone who was exactly like you was a challenge, and exactly what the other needed. It was necessary to keep one another in check.

As fun as it was, arguing between themselves could easily be replaced with teaming up and arguing with others. When both their minds connected in the way it often did, their snarky comments and logic was unbeatable and people invariably turned away when faced with the two. And it was always the two of them. Strutting around as one being, they never tired of the other. Holly J. and Declan both lusted after each other and the excitement their relationship had.

Settling herself against Declan's arm, Holly J. looked up at him with innocent eyes and ignored his comment. "You do know it's kidnapping if you don't let me leave?"

"But you don't want to leave."

Holly J. snorted, "You sound so sure. I'll tell you when I do or do not want to leave. Being around you too much is bad for my soul."

Declan laughed and ran his other hand through her hair. "We already knew that. But now you're trying to distract me. Eat the caviar."

"No."

Lifting an eyebrow incredulously, Declan lowered his face closer to hers so that their lips were moments away from each other. "If you don't on your own, I may have to force you," he murmured.

"Oh?" Holly J. mimicked his facial expression. "And how would you do that?"

"It's a very fine and precise movement that cannot be revealed at this moment due to lack of spontaneousness."

"And here I was thinking you were going to kiss me," Holly J. quipped.

Declan moved his head away from hers and returned to his previous position and rolled his eyes. "You just know me too well, Holly. And you're too smart. Other girls would have had their brains melting out their ears from confusion," he told her, amused.

"I'm sure they would've. But I'm not other girls. Besides, you love my brain," Holly J. whispered as she moved closer to him.

"Oh?"

"Mhm," she continued, "if I wasn't smart, I wouldn't e able to be so...creative."

Declan's eyes started to glaze over as he thought of some of her ideas. Holly J was almost in his lap now, a predatory look in her eyes that he so loved to see, as he guessed she saw it in hi eyes, too. He closed his eyes as her lips connected slowly and sensually with his a few times, disappearing every few seconds.

But after what seemed like forever, Declan felt something that was definitely not Holly's lips. Declan opened his eyes to find a spoon full of slimy and slightly gross contents in his mouth and a smirking fair haired beauty smirking at his impressed expression.

"Well," Holly J. started as she stood up and left the table. "You can tell your mother how much we enjoyed the fish eggs." Pausing when her back was turned to him, she called behind her. "Feel free to use one of those lovely napkins, so long as you remember the taste."

This is why I love her, Declan thought to himself. He winced as he swallowed, following his girlfriend out the door and wrapping his arm around her.