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Jennifer: Sharing is Caring
Riordan stood and pulled out her chair and allowed her to exit the table. Each disposed of their uneaten portions of dinner and placed the plates in the sink. Jennifer wasn't sure where the rest of the night would go, but she could give him a hint that she was interested at least. Before she knew it, her date took the initiative and washed the dishes she was content to leave in the sink for the moment. To give herself busy work, she put away the extra food. The left over Marsala went in a Tupperware dish and the salad was topped off with a lid.
By the time she pulled out the dessert Riordan brought and put on coffee to perk, he was done with the dishes. Sparkling clean, each was dry and in the rack to the side of the double sinks. When she opened the bag she was pleasantly surprised by the half dozen designer cupcakes inside. The bakery was downtown and had become a raving success in the six months it had been open. But as she had been dieting when they opened, she gave the shop a wide berth. Excited, she plated the cakes and poured two cups of coffee. After she fixed hers to her liking, she brought back two small containers of cream and sugar to the table. Riordan only took a spot of cream, just enough to make the beverage a step below the color of milk chocolate.
"I hope you like these. I opted just to pick up a bunch in different flavors. I wasn't sure how you would like them."
"They're perfect. Want to share, that way we each get a taste of everything?"
"You bet I would, how about this one for starters?" Riordan leaned over the table, giving her a caramel filled chocolate topped with a whipped meringue top. His plate was next, and he took a coffee and vanilla bean cupcake topped in Irish cream and Guinness frosting.
The next few minutes were filled with laughter as each tasted their cakes and shared a bite as well. By the end of dessert, Jennifer was spent and couldn't eat another morsel. There was nowhere for the food to go. Riordan was in the same shape, he laughed and pushed the plate away even as he looked at it speculatively.
"Thank you for the wonderful meal, I haven't had better in a long time."
"No, thank you for coming over, I really enjoyed your company tonight." Jennifer felt more than a little awkward, it had been a long time since she had a date.
And it had been even longer since a man revved her libido enough to where she wanted to kiss him. For Jennifer kisses were more personal than the idea of sex. After her first bad experience with French kissing, she kept her lips and her legs locked up tighter than Fort Knox. But Riordan was worth breaking some rules for and technically this was the second date anyway. Since her first botched kiss she ensured that men never got that far with her until the third date. Until that point, she always offered her dates cheek busses. By the second night out, she already knew if there would be a third, let alone if the man would get a kiss. Most dates didn't go that far anyway. Even if they did the kisses were lousy, or they used them as a fast track to third base. The thought made her laugh at herself, she sounded like a teenager.
"Why are you laughing?" Riordan’s expression seemed as he wanted to scrutinize every face she made and pluck every thought from her mind.
"No reason." Jennifer definitely didn't want him to know what she thought. But she would like to talk with him more. “Mmm... would you like another glass of wine with me and some conversation?"
"I could never turn down an offer from such a beautiful lady." Riordan stood and grabbed the wine along with the washed glasses from earlier. He rubbed them spotlessly dry with a checkered cloth and Jennifer took the offered goblet before she unearthed a bottle of Verdi from the fridge.
After the two sat down, Riordan had questions. He still was curious as to why Jennifer laughed earlier.
"So do you plan on
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