Jonathan grinned at her, he knew that the idea of dinner would get her smiling. They didn't go out a whole lot, but it was still kind of early and it seemed like a nice treat for the both of them. Jonathan tucked his head into her neck and smiled some more, wrapping his arms a little tighter. He just stayed there hugging her for a moment, because it was little slices of time like this that made the bad days (not that they had all that many, but) easier.
He pulled back a little to whisper in her ear, "If I take you to dinner and wear these jeans, does that mean I have to put out?"
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