Turn Me On Again - Nerina Pallot
Love is hate and love is fire;
Fill my head with dumb desire.
Turn me on again.
"I had a great time tonight," Mindy told Drake with a smile. "Thanks for this."
"I did, too," he grinned. "Goodnight." They shared a kiss, and he started to head away.
As Mindy watched him walk off into the black of night, she called, "Wait!" causing him to turn around on the heel of his shoe. "Wanna come in? I've got a bottle of wine."
A smile slowly came across Drake's face as he walked back to her. "Yeah, that'd be nice."
"My place is a little messy," she laughed as they walked into her apartment, flicking on the light. "I've been working on a huge case, so I have my things spread out all over. I promise I'm not usually like this. It's tends to happen when I have a really hard case."
Drake looked around, surveying the place with a shrug. "No worries," he said with a smile. "It's very you. And a lot cleaner than my place."
Mindy laughed as she took off her shoes and motioned toward the couch. "Yours does look a little like a tornado hit it. I guess that's part of your charm, though." She winked. "Make yourself at home. I'll get the wine."
He headed to the sofa, still inspecting the apartment. It was quaint and homey, yet still modern. Her decorating wasn't extravagant; it was spic and span with pristine white furniture. He looked at the pictures that sat on the end table. "Oh, god, your parents," Drake said with a smile, holding up the photo. "They're gonna hate me when I meet them again!"
Mindy smiled as she brought the bottle of wine with two glasses back to the couch. "Well, I wish I could say that you're wrong, but they didn't even like Josh. That's nothing against you, but you're not exactly…"
"I know." Drake shrugged nonchalantly as he placed the photo back on the end table. "I guess it doesn't matter what they think, though. We're happy."
She grinned as she poured them each a glass of red wine; she loved that Drake didn't care what others thought. Mindy had spent her entire life trying to make others happy and please everyone. Since she'd started dating Drake, she was learning to accept that not everything could be perfect, and every so often, you needed to do something because you wanted to. Public perception shouldn't define your life. "Yeah. We are."
Drake watched as her hair fell in her face, and he'd never seen her look more beautiful. As she looked up at him, he fell in love again. He couldn't help it and leaned in to kiss her.
She let his lips touch hers, and she felt her mouth curve into a smile. He fell back to the couch, and she fell with him. The wine could wait.