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Sandals Resort, Grenada, Sunday 12/24
Stark didn't always take initiative when he ought to. Yesterday had been an exception and given the reaction he was feeling like he ought to take initiative more often.
For the moment, he and Summer were taking in the absolutely ridiculous suite he'd managed to book. He'd promised a private pool and somewhere warm and he'd delivered.
"So," he asked after watching her explore their new surroundings for a bit with a grin on his face, "will this suit you for the holiday? The pool and the other pools and the beach and...all of it?"
He knew she'd seen every corner of the suite. He'd watched her and delighted in her reactions to every new thing she discovered.
Not bad for a 'situationship,' eh?
[NFB for distance, obvs. Spoiled ginger not-quite-girlfriend modded with permission or this would be real weird...]
For the moment, he and Summer were taking in the absolutely ridiculous suite he'd managed to book. He'd promised a private pool and somewhere warm and he'd delivered.
"So," he asked after watching her explore their new surroundings for a bit with a grin on his face, "will this suit you for the holiday? The pool and the other pools and the beach and...all of it?"
He knew she'd seen every corner of the suite. He'd watched her and delighted in her reactions to every new thing she discovered.
Not bad for a 'situationship,' eh?
[NFB for distance, obvs. Spoiled ginger not-quite-girlfriend modded with permission or this would be real weird...]
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"Heh," she snorted, "suit."
But with no other interesting or fascinating corner of the suite to fawn over or check for signs of being bugged and/or trapped, she found her way back over to Stark, gave him two seconds and a smile to get prepared, and then grabbed his shirt to pull him in and throw her arms around his shoulders for a kiss to let him know how much she approved, almost as much as he showed her how much he approved of her swimwear the night before.
"It's perfect," she told him, arms still draped over his shoulders, body pressed in close, fingers brushing at the nape of his neck. "Thank you."
Her eyes drifted around the room once again and she shook her head.
"I think the most impressive part is that you were able to snag this on such short notice," she commented. "I mean, geez, Stark, what did you do? Did ou have to kill a guy for this room or something?"
It was totally okay if he said yes, fyi.
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