adreamtorise | Coffee and conversation [rp for lookoutearth]

It was crazy to make a coffee date with a boy that lived in Cincinnati...unless the one making the date was Anne Forsythe.

Calmly making the date and getting the address from Aaron via e-mail, Anne packed a small suitcase with the confidence of a woman who knew that somehow, the universe was listening. Her plans were set in stone, her future certain even if she wasn't aware of the details.

So it was that Monday morning came, and with it the call from the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland. They were interested in doing a spread for Playboy, especially after the wonderful photo spread that had just come out this week, and wouldn't that be a lovely followup?...

Having posed in the Rock 'n Raunch spread, it was only logical Anne head out with a photographer in tow to take some pictures and meet about the possible article.

She booked her flight, easily making time for the Tuesday coffee meeting since she didn't have to be in Cleveland until Friday. Arriving in the morning, she found her hotel with little trouble and did a little sightseeing before she headed for the address she'd been given. She was a few minutes early, as she expected to be, but instead of going in to order she waited outside for Aaron. After all, if she went in he might think she hadn't shown up, and that wouldn't do at all.

Besides, the weather was just lovely...almost reminded her a little bit of Boston.

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"Or won't." she admitted after a bright laugh, sighing wistfully as she let her head rest against his shoulder for a moment longer before she made herself straighten and scoot away just enough to break physical contact. It was better this way, to be an honest holdout instead of a deceitful tease.

Flashing him an apologetic smile, she rested her elbow on the back of the bench and her head in her hand. "I just...I refuse to go much further than that on a first date." she went on, gesturing towards the modicum of space she'd put between them. "Better safe than sorry, right?"

Aaron let out one of those light pitiful groans, but gave her an understanding smile and a nod. "Right. Just means we'll have to see eachother more. I would like to see you again." He brought a hand out to gently caress her cheek, feeling some sort of solace inside, for once.

Reaching up, Anne caught his hand and pressed it firmly against her cheek for a moment, enjoying the warmth of his hand.

"I'd like that." she agreed with a nod. "And after all, I will be here two more days. Plenty of time for us to get to know each other a little bit better."

His Mother would probably refrain from wanting to claw him in the face now, which was also comforting about how much the two of them seemed to click. Beaming at her, he ran his thumb along her lips, "Good. Dinner tomorrow night?"

Her smile grew as she caught his thumb between her teeth again, this time flicking her tongue against the pad teasingly before releasing him and gently pressing his hand back down with one of hers. She really had to behave herself...

"I think I'd like that." she agreed, running a hand back through her hair. It felt odd, being the one who got asked out when it was supposed to be the other way around...at least among her people, anyway. Still, he was so sweet about it.

"Pick me up at eight?" she offered cheerfully. "I'm staying at the Hilton about a mile from the airport, room 315."

Aaron sighed, shaking his head with a grin when she licked his thumb. This woman was definitely going to give him a run for his money, so to speak, he was going to have to muster a lot of inner strength to not pounce her.

Finally, he took his hand back reluctantly, with a large smile. "Eight. The Hilton. Perfect." Unable to help himself he leaned in, giving her a little peck on the lips. "See you tomorrow night."

Catching him with a hand on his shoulder before he could pull away completely, Anne leaned in and stole one more kiss, a little longer and warmer than just a quick peck.

She could hardly help it, after all. If someone was going to kiss her, darn it they were going to do it right.

Letting him go, she grinned and stood, blowing him a farewell kiss with a playful wink.

"I'll be waiting." she singsonged before turning on her heel and strolling away, mocha in hand. Not one to leave a man hanging, she deliberately added a little extra swing to her step for his benefit.

If he was going to stare at her ass while she walked away...and she was ninety percent sure he was staring at her ass...why not give him something to look at? It was only fair.

Coffee and conversation [rp for lookoutearth]

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