hahahahahaha and you thought I would stop! nope not gonna stop quite yet, thinking of updating every Monday and thursday (Australian EST)to be kinda back on the LBD track. So yeah, let me know what you think, I'm flying blind here, so any idea's would be greatly appreciated. thanks guys!
Darcy was over at Lizzie's Monday afternoon. He arrived about 15 minutes before he said he would, so he and Lizzie decided to take a walk in the nearest park. He liked walking with her. Holding her hand with his, just knowing that even just for a little while, Lizzie was his. They spent a while in the park, longer than either of them expected to. Lizzie was teaching Darcy how to lighten up, and Darcy was trying his best to make a few jokes. He was more relaxed with her now. He was growing confident in the way that his hand fit perfectly in hers, and the way that her lips felt against his own.
At was 6 o'clock by the time they arrived back. Darcy had insisted on taking Lizzie to dinner before he left her San Francisco, which would be in the morning. He wanted to take her to a fancy restaurant, but Lizzie instead demanded that they go somewhere with a little less expectations. So they went to a Chinese restaurant on the other side of town.
They were both fairly adequate with the chopsticks, although Lizzie was easily better. So she teased him, what else was she to do?
They didn't talk about Darcy's impending departure. There was no time for that, instead, they talked about Lizzie's arrival in San Francisco in a month or two. Over time, she agreed to stay in Darcy's house, at least until she found her own. She was looking forward to seeing Gigi again, and apparently Gigi was looking forward to seeing her again. Although Gigi was a little put out with the two of them at that point in time. It only took one forgotten phone call from both Darcy and Lizzie to put her out of course. She had to find out with everyone else several days after it happened.
She would forgive him though, she always forgave him.
After the dinner and a desert of fried ice-cream Darcy drove Lizzie home. He would be leaving rather early to get to the office at an alright time tomorrow, so Lizzie would not be seeing him for a few months, unless of course he flew up most weekends. He walked her to her front door and stood there for a few moments, not knowing what to expect.
'I'm going to miss you' Lizzie started.
'You won't even know I'm gone' Darcy countered, snaking his arms around her waist and embracing her.
'I'll call you every night should you wish it, we can Skype as well. I think it's me who's going to think this is a dream. A perfect dream, Lizzie I'm going to miss you so much, I'm half inclined to stay.'
'I won't be complaining, but your employee's might, I'll see you in a few months and it'll be like these ones didn't even happen.'
He clasped her face in his hands and brought his forehead down to meet her own.
'I love you Lizzie Bennet' He removed his hands from her face and brought them to her waist, pulling her closer before he pressed his lips to hers.
