Day 1:
Mick arrived at the street vendor's stand earlier than Emily did. He took the opportunity to try and buy her a gift. "Excuse me." The short, older woman looked up with a smile on her face. "I remember you. You were talking to the pretty lady with the precious baby." Mick smiled back sweetly before asking, "About that, was the pretty lady looking at anything particular?" "Yes of course. She was eyeing this sapphire teardrop necklace but with a little one, she said it'd be a bad idea." "How much?" Mick asked with a smile.
He was just placing the gift in his jacket pocket when he saw Emily approaching. She'd let her hair grow out so it was long but it had light brown highlights throughout. She was still slim but her bust had gotten bigger. Today she was wearing light blue jeans, wedges, and simple white t-shirt. To Mick, she was absolutely stunning. He met her halfway and they gave each other an awkward hug, "No Kehlani?" Emily was slightly surprised that he'd brought her daughter up but was even more curious when she looked at him and noticed that he was serious. She laughed it off but pushing his shoulder lightly. "You have to work your way up to that one buddy. So, where are we going?" "Have you eaten?" Emily shook her head no. "I was thinking that maybe we could try Satori for pizza. Surely as an American, pizza runs through your veins." Emily laughed out loud and Mick felt himself starting to melt at that sweet sound. "Yeah cause that wasn't an insult at all. Italians are known for pizza. Americans are known for burgers." "Okay American Eagle, you want a burger?" She laughed again and Mick joined in this time. "No, pizza's good. Besides I doubt they have Glamorgan sausage in London." Mick was shock into momentary silence. "You been to Wales before?" Emily gave Mick a slight smirk as they walked the short distance, "I've been many places Agent Rawson."
The two kept casual small talk on their way to Satori. When they arrived, Mick couldn't pretend not to notice how the staff called Emily by name and escorted them to a table. He raised a brow as they sat down and she chuckled. "What? I'm a foodie. Food is heaven." "And here I thought I was heaven." Emily rolled her eyes and smiled as a large pizza with the works was placed in front of them. Mick looked at it suspiciously before Emily egged him on. "Come on Mick. It's just a pizza. Try it and I'll tell you what's on it." Mick grabbed a slice and stared at it. "I can't believe that pizza scares the big bad Mick Rawson." That was all it took and Mick took a huge bite into the somewhat heavy slice in his hands.
Mick had an explosion of flavor in his mouth and couldn't stop the moan that escaped. That moan sent vibrations right to Emily's core. She could feel her face flush as Mick licked his tongue out to catch the sauce that was on his chin. Damn he's got a long tongue. Stop it Emily. You are not going to jump his bones. Emily's internal battle with her thoughts stopped as Mick glanced over to her and she immediately took a bite of her slice. She got lost in her own world, as usual when she ate, and let out gentle moans at the culinary excellence of her pizza. Mick felt his pants begin to tighten when Emily moaned. I want her to moan my name. I bet she's a wildcat. Stop acting like a horny teenager Mick. You actually want her to give you a chance. Mick cleared his throat and took another bite before asking Emily, "What's on the pizza?" Emily seemed almost annoyed that she was interrupted, which made Mick chuckle, but nonetheless answered his question. "Mushrooms, fontina cheese, fried egg, corn, pesto, arugula, honey, prosciutto, artichoke, kielbasa, and lamb." Mick was shocked that there was so much on this pizza and that all the flavors actually worked in concert. "You're kidding?" "Nope. That's everything."
"Honey?" Mick asked and Emily decided to mess with him. "Yes sweetie." Mick looked at the childish glimmer in her eyes before he saw her breathtaking smile. "I meant on the pizza?" "You want me on the pizza?", she asked innocently with a raised brow. You have no idea. "There's honey on the pizza? How did I not taste it?" Mick regretted the way he'd formed that question when he heard himself say it. "Maybe your palette needs some work." Work on me, of course. Mick bit back a groan and took a large gulp from his glass. I'd love to test my palette out on you. Emily and Mick chatted some more before he asked her if she wanted to go for a walk. "Well I have to work this pizza off so sure." I can give you a way to work it off. Mick bit his lip, which Emily found incredibly adorable, and paid the bill before the two walked out of the restaurant.
Mick and Emily leisurely walked down Moorgate Street before stopping in front of a small bridge. Mick looked at her before turning his body. "Can I help you Rawson?" Emily said with a smirk. "Humor me. Tell me about Kehlani. Doesn't have to be much but I'd like to know about her if it's not a problem." Emily was taken back and bit out, "Why would you want to know about my daughter?" "I am spending time with her mother. I don't know many mothers that don't talk about their children constantly. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Oh geez I'm screwing this up. What I meant to say is that I would like for you to talk about your daughter. My mom still talks about her amazing son-that's me by the way- and how she was so lucky to have such a stupendous son." "Stupendous!"
"That's all you got from that? Not even this devilishly handsome guy right here?" He said pointing his thumbs at himself. Emily laughed that sweet music that Mick was quickly falling in love with. "Well she's almost a year old. She has the most beautiful laugh in the whole world. She already started walking a few weeks ago. She has the biggest, brown eyes you've ever seen-" "Bigger than yours?", Mick asked with a smile. Emily smiled back before saying, "Yes bigger than mine but hers are cute and doe-like. She plays with everyone's hair and her new obsession is my hair and her fingers." Emily stopped talking when she realized that Mick was staring at her. She felt uncomfortable under his gaze and scrunched her face up. "What? Is there something in my teeth?" Mick shook himself out his trance and looked back at Emily. "No you don't have anything in your teeth. You just bright up whenever you talk about Kehlani."
"She's my life." "Maybe one day I'll be able to meet her." Emily looked at Mick closely and saw the sincerity in his eyes. Dammit, He's going to knock my walls down. "Maybe", she whispered back to him. "Today's been fun Emily." "Yeah, I didn't want to strangle you, so I'd say that today went well." Mick smirked at Emily, "Now that's just hot." Emily tried and failed to hold her smile back. "No comment Mick. No comment." Mick walked Emily back to her car and opened the door so that she could get in. He leaned down until he was face to face with Emily. She blushed slightly at how close they were but moved her head as he leaned in to kiss her. She kissed his cheek instead and whispered. "Maybe another time." Mick smiled at stood to close her door. "Get home safely." "I will." Just as she was about to pull off Mick said, "Tomorrow? How about the National Gallery?"
Emily bit her lip slightly. "I'd love that. I'll be here by noon." From the way that Emily laughed and smiled at him, Mick thought that his chances were starting to look better and better.