I have been terribly remiss so I have to correct my horrible oversight. This story is dedicated to the tiny, sassy, sparkly JennySok. She listens to all of my oddball thoughts about these stories and provides even better ideas. I am writing this story for her. I truly hope she enjoys it as much as I enjoy writing it.
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Chapter 3
Robbie excused himself to change his shirt while Laura put herself back together. When he returned, he found her in the kitchen pouring another glass of wine. He crept quietly behind her and slid his arm around her waist.
She smiled and relaxed into his body. "You'd think after what happened the last time you snuck up on me, you would be a bit more careful."
He leaned down and kissed her neck. His fingers traced a pattern on her stomach. "Laura, if what happened earlier happens every time I startle you I will spend the rest of my life trying to startle you."
She turned in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Robbie, I just might let you do that." She pulled him down to her and kissed him.
As the kiss broke, he motioned his head toward the chicken. "Are you hungry?"
She nodded. "Starving, did you cook all of this yourself?"
"You seem surprised Laura."
She smirked at him. "I am, I figured you for the king of the ping and pierce."
He cupped her cheek and kissed her forehead. "Oh, my love, I couldn't have anything but the best for you. Why don't you take the wine and the glasses to the table and I will fix us plates?"
"Are you sure you trust me around wine?"
He smiled. "I trust you with my life Laura."
She smiled and kissed him lightly. She took the glasses and took them to the table. "Robbie, do you mind if I put on some music?"
"Not at all. Pick whatever you like."
She flipped through his albums cringing at the collection. Near the end, she found an album that surprised her. She turned the stereo on and started the album. Robbie came in with their plates. She turned to him. "I never took you for a Motown guy."
He put the plates on the table and pulled her to him. He spun her around lightly. "You don't know all of my secrets Laura."
She laughed. "Do you have a lot of secrets Robbie?"
He kissed her as he dipped her slightly. "So many secrets Laura."
She smiled and her eyes sparkled. "I look forward to learning all of them."
He kissed her again and then led her to her chair. They ate and drank and talked. The conversation was much better than the hundreds of times they had eaten together in the past. There were no stops and starts, no touchy moments they avoided. It was as if their earlier activity had taken down all of their walls. They were no longer two people having dinner together they were a couple with all of the benefits that went with that.