Laura was waiting for them when they arrived. She waved to get their attention smiling at the look on Robbie's face. James motioned he would get the drinks and turned toward the bar.

Robbie wound his way through the pub, leaning down to kiss Laura on the cheek as he sat. She smiled cheekily at him, "You can do better than that."

He pulled her closer to him, kissing her on the lips, deepening it instantly. He sighed as she wrapped her arms around his waist molding her body to his. At her sigh, he pulled away, nuzzling against her. "Was that better?"

Smiling at him through slightly unfocused eyes, she nodded. "Vastly, Mr. Lewis."

"Well, Mrs. Lewis, if we cut this short, I will endeavor to do even better when we get home."

"If we cut this short, how will you have the satisfaction of teasing James."

"Easy, my dear, I told him you want to have him to dinner because you think he looks underfed. You play along and we can be out of here in thirty minutes."

"And what will that accomplish?"

He kissed the tip of her nose, "Typically, Laura, you are much quicker than this. Clearly my kiss is more powerful that I thought."

Laura rolled her eyes, "Trust me, it's not."

"Having him to dinner means we can both torture him. He won't know which of us to pick on. He will have to be much more subtle with us together than he is with just me."

"You could just tell him we're married."

Seeing James coming towards them, he nodded. "I could but where's the fun in that. Had he just asked and admitted he was snooping, I would have told him. This way I get to tease him and teach him a lesson."

Laura was just about to respond when James made it to the table. "Laura, I took the liberty of getting you a drink. I hope you don't mind."

Taking the offered glass she smiled up at him. "Not at all, it's always a pleasure to be treated to such impeccable manners."

James laughed as he dropped into the chair across from her. "Anytime you want to trade up, Laura..."

"Are you what's on offer or do you have someone you are going to introduce me to?"

Robbie took a deep sip of his beer admiring Laura's skill. Before either or Laura could say anything else, he interjected. "Trying to get rid of me, Laura."

Smiling over her glass, she raised a single eyebrow. "It never hurts to keep one's options open. Surely you wouldn't begrudge a girl that."

He shrugged, nonchalantly, "Oh pet, if you think you can do better..."

James watched them, somewhat envious of their banter. "Laura, if you ask me, I think you can do better."

"Is that so? Why don't you come to dinner on Friday and you can tell me all about the ways I can do better?"

"That works for me. Can I bring anything?"

Laura paused for a moment, making it look like she was thinking about it. "Options and your charming company."