Can you please do one where a pregnant Deanna and Michael meet after they each get stood up by their dates and they started talking to each other when they see that the other was lonely. They make plans for their date by the end of the night.
Michael tapped his fingers across the table in a pretend rhythm. Glancing to the clock, he sighed. His blind date was supposed to be here half hour ago. Propping his arm up, he rested his head on his hand and continued to silently wait. As seconds ticked by, and a waitress came by again, he was beginning to realize he was stood up.
He sat back in the booth in defeat. But that’s when he noticed a very pretty girl.
Dirty blond hair was tied back in a loose pony tail, leaving a few messy strands of hair to dangle. Sitting a little straighter, Michael was able to see she was wearing a leather jacket over an AC/DC shirt.
Watching- Observing her, telling himself that he wasn’t a creep, Michael felt a pull that made him want to know her. But getting from the way she kept looking around, she probably already had a date.
Or maybe she got stood up.
A little voice inside his head spoke up. Michael knew it was too good to be true, but when was he one for not having faith? Standing up, he exited his booth and calmly walked down the diner were she sat. Putting on a nice smile, Michael slide in the booth.
“I see your date hasn’t showed,” Michael said, smugly. He really wanted to hit himself for that.
“Oh no, he showed alright,” the blonde chuckled, not even bothered with a stranger. “He just fled the scene when I pointed out I’m eating for two?”
“Congratulations.”
She rolled her eyes, sitting back, and rested a hand on her stomach or more likely baby bump. “Ugh, this little guy’s a huge cock block.”
Michael laughed. He was able to get a much better look at her know. Freckles dusted her face, two full lips shimmered pink with lip gloss, and the feature that stood out most were her eyes. Two eyes glistened an emerald green that probably made jewelry jealous.
He picked up a menu that and held it out for her. “Well, then let me treat to the three of us. Least I can do.”
Smirking, she took the menu and looked. “I got nothing else better to do. Besides, I never say no to free food. Name’s Deanna by the way.”
“Michael.”
Maybe this is a start to something beautiful.