If possible from the love prompt list: no17 with henry himself, please? :-) ♥
You looked around the apartment with a smile on your face. Everything was spotless and smelling fresh. Dinner was ready and kept warm in the oven, the wine chilling in the fridge. You had on a brand new dress and the set of sluttiest lingerie you could bring yourself to wear.
It was your fifth date with Henry and everything had been going perfect. You were taking it slow, but you wanted more though. You wanted everything. It had been a very long time since you’ve fallen for someone this deeply and quickly.
Henry was just exactly what you wanted. One of the sweetest, kindest, dorkiest men you had ever met and you loved every second you spent with him.
Didn’t hurt that he was gorgeous and hot as hell either.
You started at the sound of your doorbell, heart speeding in your chest as you fixed your clothes before heading to the door, pulling it open and finding a dirty and exhausted-looking Henry.
“I’m sorry, shooting ran late and I didn’t have time to drop by home.” He gave you a small, apologetic smile. “I didn’t want to be late or cancel on you for the third time so...”
You interrupted him with a kiss. Arms coming around his neck, your chest pressed against his. You didn’t even care if you were getting your new dress all sweaty and dirty.
“Shower. Dinner. Bed,” you whispered against his lips. “How does that sound?”
“Perfect,” Henry replied.
