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Alexis dragged me off the elevator and down the hallway by my hand. We were both laughing and smiling when she pulled me past the doors and into the morgue.
"Alexis?" A woman's voice asked.
"Dr. Parish, I was just coming off my lunch break."
"I see. With this handsome young man." A beautiful, caramel colored woman said.
"Dr. Parish, this is Jasper Bracken. Jasper, this is Dr. Lanie Parish." Alexis said introducing me to her boss.
"Call me Lanie. I have been telling Alexis for years but she just insists on calling me Dr. Parish." Lanie stated holding out her hand.
"It's very nice to meet you, Lanie. Alexis has told me so much about you." I said, never letting go of Alexis's hand, shaking Lanie's with my other.
"Alexis, we have a fresh one so we better get going." Lanie said grabbing her bag. "It was very nice to meet you Jasper."
"Yea, you too."
She left. I turned back to Alexis.
"How about you come over tonight and I'll order in. We can just hang out." I suggested.
"I'd like that." She leaned and placed a long, slow kiss on my lips and pulled away before I could start moving my lips. "I'll see you tonight."
"Can't wait." And with that she left.
My apartment was all set up. The lights were dimmed and the table had only candlelight. A white rose sitting in the middle of the table. Instead of ordering take-out, I picked up groceries and was cooking a homemade meal in the oven. I sat down at the table and waited.
I opened the door to a beautiful red-head.
"Hey." I leaned in and kissed her cheek, taking her hand in mine and pulling her inside the apartment.
Her eyes wandered around the room, candlelight and sweet jazz playing in the background. She looked up at me in awe, her eyes twinkling and her smile bigger than ever.
"What? Did I do something wrong?" I asked worriedly.
"No. Everything is…wonderful." She turned and put her arms around my neck. "No one has ever done this for me before."
"Well…I am happy and disappointed at others for being the first."
"I'm glad that you are." She smiled brightly at me.
"Ok. You sit down." I said guiding her to her chair and sitting her down. "Let me get the food. You just wait here." I said using a lot of hand motions and tripping over myself trying to get the food in a hurry. "I'm good." Alexis laughed.
I grabbed the chicken and potatoes out of the oven and carefully served onto plates. I took the plates and placed them on the table.
"Thanks. This looks amazing. I thought you said we were having take-out."
"I felt like cooking. "
She took a bite of her chicken and looked at me.
"What?" I asked her.
"You felt like cooking. A twenty year old man felt like cooking."
"Fine. I felt like cooking for you." I gave in.
"That's sweet. You're poker face is pretty bad. That's a pretty big job requirement if you want to become a politician." She said with a smirk.
"Haha. You just think you are hilarious don't you."
"I don't think. I know. It's a trait I get from my father."
"Well he must be very proud that his daughter is making fun of a guy trying to impress his daughter."
She tilted her head quizzically at me, "You're trying to impress me?"
"Is it not obvious?"
"You shouldn't try so hard. You've already succeed." She leaned over the table knocking over a glass of coke onto me in the process. "Oh my god. I am so sorry."
"No. It's fine. I'll just go change. It's an old shirt anyway."
"At least give it to me, so that I can try to clean it."
"Fine." I said starting to unbutton my shirt. "I never knew you had a bossy side."
"Trust me, Mr. Bracken. I can be very bossy." She said taking over the unbuttoning.
"Prove it." I said.
And proved, she did.