Authors Note: I am so sorry about such a late update. I had finals and winter break. Really busy. But here it is!
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, and I don't think I ever will.
Chapter 3: You mean there is more?
Luke opened the door for Loralai, smiling at her as she went by. Loralai loved this place. Her and Luke had come here every week since there first date. She looked forward to the rustle and bustle of the restaurant, and the thought of their food made her mouth water. But when she stepped through the door she noticed something was different. It was quiet. It took a long time for her to pick it up, and then it hit her. " Where are all the people?" She turned to face the smiling Luke.
"Well, that is strange." He said in a voice that told her he knew what was going on and wasn't very good at hiding it.
"Oh, yah." She said sarcastically. " Ohh, this is like The Langoliers!! Except without the plane, and the bad acting." She looked over her shoulder at Luke, " Sort of." She smiled.
"Alright, alright, just play along, okay?" He was a bit agitated. She's to damn smart.
He led her to their booth. She looked around and saw that the place was covered in roses. There booth had the most, with the outside surrounded. She smiled as she sat down. "Luke Danes, you sly devil, you. You did this all for me?" He blushed a little and looked down at his hand. They were shaking. Why would he be so nervous? "Thanks Luke, this is a wonderful anniversary present."
He looked up at her and smiled. She grabbed his face and planted a big kiss right on him. It was a thank you kiss, but it was also a wanting. They had always had passion. She sat back, his arm around her shoulders. "Okay," she glanced around. " Do we get to order? Or did you bring food? Cause I am really hungry."
" Ohh, yah. Hold on." Luke looked up and made a wave motion. Maize appeared from the back with food trailing her.
"No need to order, dear." Maize said. A wide grin spread over her face and she lost ten years. "I already prepared your food."
Loralai smiled in surprise and looked down at the food that Maize had set in front of her. Spaghetti. "This is what I ordered on our first date." She stated, and looked up.
Luke looked up from his Chicken Parmesan. " I know." He nodded.
They ate rather slowly. The conversation going form one subject to the other. Then, after Loralai finished her last bite of Spaghetti, she reached for her bag. "Okay, I have to give you your present because I am going to die."
"Okay."
"Alright, it looks small but there is a bigger meaning behind it." She said as she gave him a little black box.
"Loralai, there is no need for you to explain your gift. I am sure that I will get the meaning."
"Okay."
He slid the lid from the box and gazed at his present. "Keys?" He cocked an eyebrow and looked up at Loralai.
"Yah, to my house." She smiled nervously. She hated that she couldn't read what Luke was thinking.
"But, I would only need one key, there are two." He stated. He was overwhelmed at the sentiment.
"I know. The second one is for a Movers truck."
He looked up, eyes wider then she had ever seen them. Well, except maybe for the time she told him that she loved him. She felt a sheet of panic. " Well, I mean, you're over all the time anyway. You might as well just move in."
He realized he was giving her the wrong impression and smiled to calm her. Actually, he was surprised because of the irony. Good timing. "I love it."
" Really?"
" It may be the best gift anyone has ever given me."
He leaned over and kissed her. She scooted her body to his and pressed into the kiss. He wrapped his arm around her waist, putting the box of keys down on the table. She ran her hand through his hair and gripped the collar of his shirt with the other. They sat like that for a long while. In an empty restaurant full of roses. Then Luke finally pulled away, brushing the hair from Loralai's face.
" Okay, my turn."
Her eyes widened. " What do you mean your turn? I thought this was your gift? There is more?"
" Oh, there's more." He said, and winked.
" There is much more."