So I'm late with posting this one. But the prompt was a picture of a nicely decorated table for Valentines Day! It's short but to the point I guess lol.
Thank you kitchmill as always!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. I own my thoughts.
The timer went off the same time I heard the ding of the doorbell. Running around like a headless chicken, I grabbed the lasagna out of the oven and then raced to the front door.
I smoothed down my chaotic hair before I opened the door.
The sight before me made everything I had done that day worth it and then some. Her brown locks framed her face in such a way that it made her eyes look like melted chocolate. The smile on her lips had me holding back the urge to pull her into my apartment and have her against the door.
"Happy Valentine's Day," I said as I pressed a kiss to her soft lips.
"Same to you." Her eyes sparkled as she walked in, clutching her peacoat to her slim frame.
"I made dinner." I motioned to the table, looking at my romantic display. But the sound of her coat hitting the wooden floor grabbed my attention.
She was standing there in some sexy outfit you'd see on a Victoria Secret runway. I'm talking lingerie, sexy.
My dick approved as he saluted her.
"I thought I could be dinner."
I liked her idea better than mine.