08-19-2014, 08:29 PM
As she pulled up the menu, Drayson loosened his tie and untucked his shirt; there was no point leaving it tucked proper like when he was soaked through and shoeless. Despite how much of his time his job took from him, he'd yet to actually order take-out. More often he just went to a local diner; no matter how worn down he was, he had never been fond of eating alone. An influence of having so many brothers, he supposed. No matter how bare the table was, his mother always made sure they were all sat down together to eat. At least at a diner there were other people around, if not sharing his table.
He did note the date, although he did not read so much into it. Likely she had not been in the mood to cook; understandable, after what she had gone through and what had surely been a long flight and what probably seemed an even longer debrief. Some time alone made sense.
He was perusing the menu when she spoke up, leaning on a forearm to study the options, and glanced up at her. He grinned warmly and stood, lifting the hem of his shirt to look at his bare stomach as if seriously entertaining her offer. There was little doubt that he was no stranger to the gym. "Probably a bad idea. Don't want to scare the delivery boy."
He dropped his shirt and waved her off to get changed, grinning all the while; the poor woman was soaked and some warm clothes would do her good. It didn't take him long to place his own order, easily enough to feed two. He'd skipped lunch, having been intent to enjoy that poor, abandoned, steak. Order placed, he took up his cup of tea and stepped into the living room area and the windows to enjoy the view.
He did note the date, although he did not read so much into it. Likely she had not been in the mood to cook; understandable, after what she had gone through and what had surely been a long flight and what probably seemed an even longer debrief. Some time alone made sense.
He was perusing the menu when she spoke up, leaning on a forearm to study the options, and glanced up at her. He grinned warmly and stood, lifting the hem of his shirt to look at his bare stomach as if seriously entertaining her offer. There was little doubt that he was no stranger to the gym. "Probably a bad idea. Don't want to scare the delivery boy."
He dropped his shirt and waved her off to get changed, grinning all the while; the poor woman was soaked and some warm clothes would do her good. It didn't take him long to place his own order, easily enough to feed two. He'd skipped lunch, having been intent to enjoy that poor, abandoned, steak. Order placed, he took up his cup of tea and stepped into the living room area and the windows to enjoy the view.