Mikki had been working on the sculpture all afternoon. It was an exact replica of the fountain's statue out front, right down to the chip on the nose. She examined it for a moment more before brushing her hair out of her face.
"Ya got clay on you face now, luv" came a voice from the doorway. She turned at the sound of the voice and smile at John.
"Well, I was in need of a facial" she joked picking up her sculpture and taking it to the makeshift furnace. "Care to do the honours?" she asked, gesturing towards the sculpture. John grinned and drew out his lighter. With a flick, a ball of fire surrounded the sculpture, equally heating all parts to make it hard and paintable. She grinned like a child watching the flames finalize her work. After a minute of enjoying the fire, Mikki realized their close proximity. She turned a little too quickly and wound up semi stumbling into his arms.
"Well, if you wanted a hug, you just had to ask" John joked. Mikki blushed a bit and accepted the small kiss he gave her. After drawing away he wiped at the smudge of clay on her face. With a smile she thanked him and leaned into a not-so-awkward hug. Leaning against his chest was extremely comfortable, she thought.
"Why were you coming up here, john?" she asked without moving. "I mean I know of course you missed my presence, but other than that…"
"Oh, I just wanted to invite you to a dinner for two on the roof tonight." John said innocently.
"Dinner? On the roof?" she asked leaning back to see his face. "What's the occasion?"
"I'll tell you there…" he grinned and with one last kiss he was gone, as was the fire. She shrugged and turned back to her sculpture. It needed at least another hour under the fire. She'd have to remember to remind him that night.
She was brought back from her world of art by a knock on the door frame a few hours later.
"Our dinner awaits…" john said offering his arm. She laughed and set down her work. She accepted his arm and together they walked up the stairs to the roof. There on the ground was a checkered picnic blanket with fancy plates with Chinese food on them, candles made of flames surrounding the blanket and a 2-litre bottle of Coca-cola. She let out a surprised gasp and turned to john, only to find him holding out a beautiful necklace. The stone looked as if it contained a fire ball. It flickered and flashed even in the candle light.
"John, is that for me?!" at his smiling nod, she accepted the necklace and looked closer at it. "Now, seriously john, what's the occasion?" she asked lowering the necklace.
"I sold my novel." He whispered. All the candles grew larger as john's happiness expanded the flames. Mikki let out a squeal and threw her arms around him.
"That's so great!!!" Mikki squealed, as he picked her up and spun her around. When her feet touched the ground again she glanced back at the dinner setting. "So this is all in celebration?" she laughed. "It's wonderful!" John held out his hand. "I want to see the necklace on you. May I?" Mikki handed him the necklace and turned away from him. All too familiar shivers ran up her arms as he fastened the necklace around her neck. He turned her around and smiled softly. "I knew I had an eye for jewelry. It looks beautiful on you." He leaned in and gently kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck. When his lips left hers, she leaned against him.
"This is a wonderful night." She observed the city lights in the distance.
"It's more wonderful that you're here with me." He said giving her another kiss. "Let's eat. We have a couple of celebratory movies to watch afterwards." He gently brushed a finger down her face and they both sat down to their rooftop dinner.