An evening in continued...
Nearly two hours later, and after much unsuccessful hinting by Lucy, Daisy finally decided it was time for her to go home.
Lucy opened the kitchen doors to see Lee surrounded by mess. There were vegetable peelings all over the floor, and dirty pots and pans stacked up everywhere.
"Blimey Lee, it looks like we've been burgled!"
"Sorry, this is more organised than it looks honestly".
"Hmmm, I'll take your word for it. I hope you're going to clean up this mess".
"Yes, I'll clean it up, don't worry. Has Daisy gone home?"
Yep, finally. I don't mean to be horrible, I'm really fond of Daisy, she's like a sister to me...but occasionally she can just be a bit too...I can't even think of the word".
"A bit too Daisy? Sometimes wonder how your brother manages to live with her without going completely insane".
"Why do you think he does so much overtime at work?".
"Ah, that makes sense now. What were you talking about for nearly two hours anyway? I mean, how many ways is there to tell someone to drink some cranberry juice or put some natural yoghurt on it? That's usually what you women do when you've got...women's issues right?
"Actually the yoghurt thing would actually have been good advice in this case, I told her to go to the pharmacist and get some ointment or something".
"That's too much information...I really didn't need to know that".
"Neither did I, but I had to listen to every intimate detail. Anyway, once I'd managed to move the conversation on she spent he rest of the time quizzing me about the two of us. Tim told her that we'd been on a date. She seemed happy that we're together though, in fact the phrase she used was 'it's about time'. Then she started telling tales of her and Tims early relationship. Put it this way, I've learned far too much about Tim this afternoon as well as Daisy".
"Poor you".
"What are we having for dinner anyway? It smells nice".
"I'm doing roasted chicken breasts with herbs and garlic and I'm attempting a white wine sauce. I'm serving it with roast potatoes and some veg".
"Sounds lovely. Do you need any help?"
"No thanks, it's all in hand. It should be ready soon, I think it will be another twenty minutes".
"Great, I'll go and lay the table, leave you to it".
...
A little while later, Lucy heard Lee yelling from the kitchen, and went to investigate.
"Is everything okay in here?"
"No it's not. I didn't think the chicken was cooked so I put it back in and now it's rubbery, the potatoes are burnt and vegetables are soft. I don't even want to talk about the white wine sauce".
Lucy, seeing how disappointed Lee obviously was, tried to make him feel better.
"I'm sure it's all still edible, don't worry".
"It's not now, I put it in the bin".
"You didn't have to do that, I would've eaten it".
"I've phoned for pizza, I'm sorry".
"What for?"
"For making a mess of the dinner, wasting the food. I wanted to do something nice for you, to impress you and I failed miserably".
"You didn't fail, it's fine".
"That means it's not fine. When women say something is 'fine' it never is".
"Lee, believe me, this really isn't a big deal. So what if your cooking wouldn't win you a Michelin Star? I don't care. I just appreciate that you made an effort tonight. You tried, everyone has cooking disasters, especially when they're just learning".
"Thanks. I'd completely understand if you never let me near the kitchen again though".
"No chance, if at first you don't succeed remember".
"If at first you don't succeed, give up and order a takeway, isn't that how the saying goes?"
"Something like that. Now stop looking so forlorn and come here".
Lucy grabbed Lee by the shirt and planted a sound kiss on his lips, making him grin against her mouth. She pulled him towards the sofa. Not breaking their embrace, they settled down on it, Lee bringing Lucy onto his lap as their kiss became more and more passionate, their hands starting to explore.
A mobile phone rang loudly, causing them to break apart. It was Lucy's phone, which was sitting on the arm of the sofa.
"Who's that?", Lee asked, the frustration evident in his voice as Lucy removed herself from his lap and picked up her phone.
"It's Mum. I'll ignore it, she probably just wants to tell me about some new shoes she bought today or something trivial".
"Are you sure? You can answer it if you want".
"No, I'll call her back later...oh, I've got a text now. Her and dad are nearby and want to pop round for a cup of tea. If I don't answer it hopefully they'll assume I'm out ".
Sick of being interrupted today, Lucy put her phone on silent and shuffled close to Lee again.
"Right, where were we?", she whispered, closing the gap between her and Lee.
The landline rang then, and Lucy mumbled against Lee's mouth, "ignore it".
Lee nodded, and reclaimed her lips, immediately deepening the kiss. Within a couplle of minutes things had become fairly heated and they were lying on the sofa, Lee on top of Lucy, their hands all over each other.
They still hadn't finished their conversation from earlier, and neither had voiced the depth of their feelings for each other yet, but neither wanted to stop and talk right now,
Lucy sighed and moaned softly, her fingertips digging in to Lee's back as he moved his mouth away from hers, drawing a path with his lips down to her neck, kissing and nibbling her there. He slipped his hands under her top, stroking the soft and sensitive skin just above her hips, gradually moving up to her waist and breasts.
They were so lost in each other, so caught up that they didn't notice that Lucy's phone kept vibrating on the coffee table, or hear the knocking on the door a few minutes later. They even failed to hear the flat's door being opened. What finally made them come back to earth from their own little universe were the yells of surprise from Geoffrey and Wendy as they witnessed the scene in front of them...