He nodded. "Really." He smiled at her enthusiasm, and finished up his ice cream, setting the spoon in the bowl.
“I can’t love you...” Reposting this here (O/O|Romance|Closed|)
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“I’d love to go with you to those places. I like being around you.” She replied sweetly, taking the last spoonful of her ice cream and sighing sadly when it ran out.
He smiled at her. "Alright. Once the waiter brings the bill, what do you want to do?" He asked. "We could go home, or back to the office, or…" He shrugged slightly.
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Arabella sighed loudly and leaned back to think. “I know you need to work but could we head home? You can answer emails from home right?”
Asher nodded. "Yeah." He replied with a shrug. "That's easy enough." He gave her a small smile. The waiter brought the bill, and Asher thanked him, pulling out his wallet to pay.
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She reached over and set a hand on his arm. “Thank you Asher. Let me help pay.” She murmured softly.
Asher looked at her. "What? No. I'm paying." He replied, pulling out his credit card.
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She shook her head and gently tugged on his sleeve. “Please let me help at least.” She murmured gently, fluttering her eyelashes at him.
Aster sighed. "Arabella…" He raked a hand through his hair. "No. Just let me handle it."
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She sighed softly and brought took his hand gently. “Fine, then I get the next time.” She replied with a wink.
He sighed loudly. "Fine." He finished with the bill, handing it to the waiter, who took it to be rung up.
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Arabella sighed, linking their fingers together. “Would you like to come sit in my painting room and work?”
He looked at her. "I…yeah. Sure." He gave her a quick smile. "That would be great."
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“You don’t have to. I’m just wondering. I have to finish the ceiling.” She murmured gently.
He grinned. "I'd love to. So long as there's no wet paint dripping on me." He chuckled softly.
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She laughed softly. “Of course not. There’s one side that’s dry and I usually don’t layer until the bottom one is dry.”
He chuckled. "Alright." The waiter came back and handed Asher the copy of the check, and the credit card. Asher thanked him. The waiter nodded, and left. Asher had already tipped, so he looked at Arabella. "Ready to go?" He asked.
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(Sorry, dinner)
She nodded gently. “Yes! Of course!” She smiled happily and giggled softly.
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Asher smiled, and stood, helping her up. "Good." he looked down at her. His black hair was messy now, not combed neatly as she had this morning.
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Arabella laughed softly, reaching up to touch his hair. “Oh dear… your hair is a mess again!”
Asher grinned. "Oh, good." He replied, leading her out of the restaurant and to the car, unlocking it.
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She huffed slightly but the amusement was apparent in the twinkle in her eyes. “I can’t believe you messed it up that quickly!”
He laughed, and tugged lightly on a strand of her hair. "What? You can't? I can." He replied, opening the door of the car for her.
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She giggled like a schoolgirl and stuck her tongue out. “I can keep my hair nice and neat. It’s not too hard.”
"Yeah, but you're hair is longer!" He replied. "Now get in the car, so we can leave!" He chuckled softly.
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She laughed softly and nodded. “It is longer.” She ran her fingers through her hair and climbed into the passenger seat. “Alright alright.”
Asher smiled, and closed her door. He walked to the other side, got in, and started the car. "Ready?"
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“Of course!” Came the soft reply. Arabella had already buckled herself in. “To home?”
Asher smiled, starting the car. "Yeah." He replied, driving away from the restaurant. "When we get home, do you want to visit the neighbor, or your painting room first?" He asked, glancing at her for a moment, then back at the road.
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Arabella hesitated to answer. “Do you have work you need done? If not I wouldn’t mind visiting the neighbor now.”