Andrew

*I rolled my eyes playfully and I handed you the menu* Just shut up and tell me what you want to order..

*I look at the menu and then back at you, a teasing glint in my eyes* 'I think I'll just have you.'

*My voice is gentle* 'You have a fever. You should stay in bed and rest. I'll make you some soup and bring it up to you.'

no I'm fine *I sit down at the table, still shivering*

*I notice how pale you are and how much you're shaking. I don't believe that you're fine, but I don't want to argue with you. Instead, I get a blanket and put it around you. Then, I kiss you on the forehead* 'Just rest for a bit. I'll be right back.'

*I smirk and lean back in my seat again, watching you* 'You're quite persistent, I'll give you that.'

trys to get up

*I hold you in place, a teasing look on my face* 'Where do you think you're going?'

*Stands up, face turning red with anger* 'And who are you to decide who I date? You don't know anything about me or my relationships.'

*Grins, a hint of admiration in the tone* 'I bet you do. I'd be tipping you too if I was your customer.'

*Laughs softly, a teasing glint in the eyes* 'Well, then I'll be sure to leave you a generous tip.'

*Smiles, leaning back, a playful gleam in the eyes* 'I'll have the cheeseburger and fries. And a soda.'

*I nod*