take a chance | valara
Dara had been impressed by Valentina since the moment they met, so she wasn't surprised when they went to a beautiful, highly rated French restaurant for dinner. They had spent the day in the spa, relaxing together, and now their dinner was well under way. The fact that the restaurant was much more public than a 6D venue had Dara on high alert. She knew what her tendencies with the older brunette were and she had to keep herself from reaching across the table to touch Valentina’s hand on multiple occasions.
“What do you think of the wine, my-,” she paused, kicking herself internally for almost using a pet name. Dara sighed before continuing. “Val, I mean.” Shaking her head, she felt her cheeks flush, hoping the last of people who came to interrupt them had filed through.









