Dinner [for Bailey]

[brigid_moran]

Brigid walked down the ebb and flow of the waves, eyes on the boardwalk as she waited for Bailey.

She'd originally intended to go home and change before meeting him for dinner, but she'd, naturally, gotten hung up with her glazes and ended up with no time to get properly cleaned up and still meet him. Luckily, she knew herself well enough and had brought her clothes and what little makeup she wore with her to change at the studio.

Now she waited, the sandals she knew she'd have to wear in the restaurant in her hand, but her feet on the sand and the water kissing her ankles, she did her best to calm her nerves. Then found herself laughing that she was nervous at all. It wasn't a normal feeling for her, but Bailey seemed to bring it out in her.

And she liked the feeling.

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[brigid_moran]

Brigid used the same words and the sand fell from his shoes as well. "Bein able t'speak t'the sand definitely has it's uses," she said and smiled up at him, eyes bright in the moonlight.

She didn't move away from where she stood in front of him. "Do ye know what I dislike most about first dates?"

[warmeryouth]

"And does the sand ever talk back?" He's grinning mischievously, but he's also curious. He imagines the various elements have their own way of communicating, both with other elements and those gifted with the abilities to speak with them.

"And what is that?" He asks, meeting her gaze as she stands before him.

[brigid_moran]

Brigid smiled and placed both hands on his chest near his shoulders. "I hate th'constant thinkin about whether there will be a bit of snoggin before the night's done. So I thought t'see t'that before dinner, save all the thinkin."

Without another word, she raised onto her toes, might have used the sand to help lift her a little, and pressed her mouth lightly to his.

[warmeryouth]

Bailey is listening to her, her voice like a song in the night, and then her mouth is on his, and instantly, he responds in kind, wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her in closer. On the beach, beneath the moonlight, he can't imagine a more magical setting for a first kiss, and he savors the feel of their lips moving together in the dance of it.

He's almost breathless when he pulls away, letting their foreheads rest together.

"I like the way you think," he tells her, grinning.

[brigid_moran]

"Aye, I was hopin ye might," Brigid smiled back up at him, her own breathing a little laboured. "And so there's no additional thinkin on it, I'm hopin that's not first and last as far as snoggin goes." She gave him a wink before lowering herself back down to the ground and linking her hand with his. "For now, though, I've moved from peckish t'starvin, so what do ye say about findin food?"

[warmeryouth]

"I think it's safe to say that it was only the first of many more times to come," Bailey promises her with a crooked smile. "I say that I'm of quite a mind to join you."