"Sometimes." Jack answers, feeling a little uncomfortable. "It's close to where I live and work," he adds as a sort of useless justification. "I tend to be kinda busy, so I don't get away much."
He holds her hand tightly, his thumb stroking her fingers.
"Do you need me to read the menu to you? What would you like?"
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Date: 2009-04-28 10:35 pm (UTC)He holds her hand tightly, his thumb stroking her fingers.
"Do you need me to read the menu to you? What would you like?"