“You should give some kind of warning or something.” Alice insisted weakly.

“I will next time, I promise.” Again her arms came around Alices body, wrapping her in warmth and for once, in that embrace Alice was at peace. Her lips found Danas and for a while they stood, gently kissing one another.

Slowly Alice pulled away from her. “Okay, I forgive you . . . this time.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you.” Dana said as mischief danced in her eyes.

“Oh yeah? Well you can start by setting the table.”

Soon after that all was forgotten. Dana just shook her head and began getting to work. It seemed that tonight Alice had prepared a feast fit for royalty.

Literally

For across the small dining table was an assortment of courses, meals that Dana was sure that neither she nor Alice could finish in just one sitting.

Are you sure its just the two of us for dinner? She asked rather inquisitively, letting an eyebrow shoot up as she waited for an answer.

I guess I got a little carried away. The wistful blonde responded smiling, and slightly blushing, seeing the disapproving look on Danas face as she shook her head.

Seriously you can feed a small country with this. she said looking up at Alice while setting down the last plate, re-adjusting the silverware as she went along.

Lets just have dinner okay? Alice plainly said not wanting to start another argument, and of course Dana complied, thinking that she wanted the same.

A soft clatter of kitchen utensils hitting against the food could be heard droning in the background, as together they ate, laughed, and basically just enjoyed each other that night… occasionally exchanging witty remarks as time dragged on by.

 All of a sudden Dana stopped and stared at Alice, who by now was busy finishing the last part of the main course.

What? she asked a little too defensively. She was feeling rather uneasy at the moment given that Dana was staring at her with such an unreadable expression. Self-consciously she slowly lifted her fingers up to her cheek, gently swiping near the corners of her mouth, wondering if a smudge of salad dressing had somehow wandered off onto her face.