Sunday, April 1, 2012

Drabble Day 9

Our photo for today:

The minute we walked in, I was even more nervous. Nothing screams romance and passion like a dimly-lit restaurant decorated in red, black, and gold. Still, it was nice of him to bring me someplace other than Chili’s, where, yes, my last first date took me.

The squeeze of my hand brought me back to the present and I turn to smile at him.

“You told me once, in an email, that you’d always wanted to come here,” he said, his voice rich and sweet.

“I did.” I smiled. “Thank you for remembering.”

“Thank you for being worth remembering.”

Dawnie's drabble.

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