”Surely, it’ll be worth your while.” She said with a smile. It had been so long since she had smiled so much; since either of them had. Her glass raised, Anann wanted to squirm in her seat so badly. Strel had done a wonderful job with the dress and it fit perfectly, but the feel of the fabric was unfamiliar to Anann and it felt as if it bunched terribly as she sat. Still she smiled sweetly as she watched from across the table as he licked his lips as he thought on the toast. Slight traces of emotion playing across his face and most notably his golden eyes. Her hand moved unconsciously to smooth the fabric over her belly even though there was barely the occasional wrinkle or fold. ”To lubof.” She repeated as they clanked their glasses together lightly, a warm smile on her face. Downing the shot, her nose crinkled and she gave a light cough. It’s bite on the way down was a bit different than the amber whiskeys Anann preferred, but the spread of warmth in her belly once it was down held the same familiarity.
There was a certain nervousness to the evening air, or so it felt. Though Anann was beginning to think it was only her and she did not understand why she felt this way. It felt as if their relationship was so young, so new again. But surely they were past the butterflies she was feeling as he looked at her from across the table. His smile causing her own to grow. Her ears perked as he spoke and her head tilted slightly in curiosity. Her mind pondering the possibilities upon a couple different tracks. Anann looked at him as he placed his hands on the table, her own expression growing more serious though not enough to pull the smile from her lips completely. She gave him a slightly perplexed look for his statement. After all, until she knew what he was up to it was impossible to know how it might go. Still she doubted that it could go too horribly. ”I guess we will just have to see, won’t we?” The soft smile once again on her face as he poured another round.
She should have known he would put her on the spot for the next toast and she wished she had been thinking of something to say for now her mind felt blank. Though after a brief moment, she raised her glass and gave Anatoliy a moment to do the same. ”Patience.” They had both been left waiting and wondering at one time or another.
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