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I like how I don't get a warning of my inactivity.
"Yes, that will be acceptable."
She chuckled before patting his shoulder, kissing him softly. “I am not. I take care of you a lot.” She nodded her head before looking at the clock. “It was a complement. Promise it was. But I should let you get back to work. Come by my place this weekend? I’ll cook us dinner.”
He smiled and nodded his head. "Sorta, yeah. If you didn't cook, I'd just eat out a lot. Maybe steaks, too when I'm up for cooking." He wrapped his arms tighter around her. He shook his head. "Not going anywhere." He sighed and laid his head on her shoulder. "Of course I'll be there. Just tell me the day and what time you want me there. And if I need to pick up anything."
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text: I can deal. I'll probably appreciate it the next morning. text: You don't have to do that. That's not why I asked what you were doing. I just want you to be there.
James: I know. It's fine, really. I want to.James: I know it's not why you asked. But, you can't have us all cramped up in your apartment. And it's your birthday.James: You should relax on your birthday.
What are you doing tonight?
James: Hanging with you, I'm guessing.
text: You don't have to do that. I'll probably just want to die that next day anyway. Though it would be nice to not die alone. text: Is it weird to cook for your own birthday? Or should we go out somewhere?
James: I know I don't have to. But, I'm going to. And, you're going to deal with it.James: A little. Maybe I'll have it catered.. That way you don't have to cook and can just relax.
text: I was hoping to do a dinner. I'm really not good at planning 21st parties. I was thinking it could be a few other people but I'm not sure who'd show up.
James: Well... I'll spend the night. You can have breakfast in bed.James: However.. the dinner. I'm sure plenty of people will show up. If you want, you can have it at my house. More space. Or ask Liz. I'm sure she'd let you use theirs.
text: Yes, actually. Or at least I'm hoping you would. It is my birthday after all.
James: Birthday, hm? So, should I plan a dinner or party? Or is it just going to be you and I?
text: Dork. Okay so what are you doing on the 30th?
James: Hanging out with you?
Ride And Dine || JamesxLyla
She looked at him, smiling softly. She had to admit she hoped that he truly felt like that. He probably did. He wouldn’t say that if he didn’t. “Well good think I’m not leaving then.” She chuckled before kissing him softly. “I know how you work.”
She shrugged her shoulders, not looking at him. “I don’t know. I honestly don’t know. I just….I know its stupid but I like thinking we might be safe again. Or at least for a little while. Maybe one day.” She nodded her head. “Maybe. That’s not out of the question.” She bit her lip, shaking her head. “It doesn’t help. Honestly. It just makes them glad they did it. I know better than anyone.” She kissed him softly, pressing their foreheads together. “I don’t think anyone would. And sex is probably the best way to unwind.”
He smiled back, shrugging it off like he hadn't just admitted something personal. He nodded his head. "Very good. You'd be very missed. Not including myself." He laughed against her lips, kissing her back. "Mhm. You do."
He sighed and shook his head. "It's not stupid to want that. To think that. I mean.. we've got long lives to live. I just don't know which lifetime it will be safe for us. Any of us." James chuckled. "I could see it. Love is love. Can't argue with that." He shook his head. "Probably. But, I'd still do it. And they'd never hear the end of it. I'd work them harder than I did before because now they can handle it." He smiled, pulling her closer. "I guess it depends. Some people probably wouldn't want to go straight to sex."
"Yes, that will be acceptable."
She smacked his shoulder playfully, sighing softly. “I feel like I have to keep talking. Even though I probably say something stupid and not make sense.” She kissed his temple, humming softly. “It’s not. Which is one of the resons I like you.”
He laughed and shook his head. "Abusivvvvve. Sheesh. And, I always listen when you talk." He shrugged his shoulders. "You always make sense around me." He smirked. "I don't know if I should be complimented or offended."
text: Question for you.
James: Possible answer for you.
✓
"Lyyyyyy. Ly. Llllllll-iiiiiiiiiiiieeee." James laughed and shook his head. "Babe. I think I may have had on tooooooo many drinks. Or someone slipped me something. That wouldn't be good. That'd suck. Though, it'd have to be a real good dose cause y'know. Dog and what not." James rambled a little. He ran his fingers through his hair, bouncing from one foot to the other. "I miss you. You should have come with me. I woulda protected you. Made sure you had a good time." He licked his dry lips a little. "Ima come over. Wait.. No. That'd be a bad idea if you're sleeping.. Okay, I'll text you after this and you can come to mine in the morning? Or something. I don't know.. Right. Uh, goodnight?"
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Can I kiss you?
James smirked and raised an eyebrow, his arms hanging loosely along her waist. "You going to ask that every time now? Have I given you a reason to think you need to ask?" He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her lips, smiling a little. "You.. Don't ever have to ask. You can just take. Whenever you want."
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"What happened last night?"
James shrugged and shook his head. “Some crazy shit, babe. Seriously. You were wild. Who knew all I needed to do was get a few drinks in you to start acting crazy.” He teased before pressing his lips to her forehead. “I’m just kidding. Well, maybe. The party just got a little energized. Nothing too, too big.” He winced internally. Shit had hit the fan. If she left this room, she’d see bottles, food, cups, cans, and a whole bunch of other shit, all over the place. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “It’ll be fine. I’ll clean it up. Well, no. I’ll call someone to come clean it up. Just, don’t freak out when you see it all, okay?” He frowned a little, knowing that probably wasn’t going to happen. He barely remembered all of the night and some of the night was a blur. “But, we did have some great drunken sex. Wasn’t sloppy or anything.” He smirked down at her.