Post by Matilda Stone on Sept 10, 2009 15:32:38 GMT -5
Throughout the car journey, relatively short as it was, Matt’s smile continued to play a starring role, though she had no idea how it was affecting the driver. She even tried to stifle it on occasion, when she felt giddiness rear too much; she was afraid that if she looked like a grinning idiot the whole time then Laurie would get tired of her over eagerness. She had heard from Taz (in the past) that being cool and aloof was the best way into a man’s heart, but… well, she wasn’t too good at that. Generally, if she was feeling something the emotion showed brazenly on her face, whether she liked it to or not. She was not good at poker.
A familiar rush of excitement and delight shot through her veins as the two of them laughed about the fact that Laurie had a better diet than Australian stereotyping insisted. She realised that her question had been pretty naïve, but she had gotten over excited and enthusiastic about him being from so far away and had allowed her (limited) imagination to run away with her. She didn’t mind that he was probably laughing at her question, nor did she take it in bad humour, she was just happy to hear the sound emerging from him. She liked his laugh a lot, it was warm and inclusive, it was one that she wished to hear again and often.
“Strawberry is the king of jellies,” she commented, nodding, a playful smile still playing on her lips as she tried to disguise what was threatening to become a Cheshire cat style grin. Scary, to say the least. She glanced over at the blonde doctor once more, taking in how his hands gripped around the wheel of the car and the set of his head in profile. And then his final comment proved a catalyst for another peel of laughter, slightly shier this time.
“Well at least if the restaurant is a bust we can always fall back on toast,” she smiled across at him, keeping humour in her voice, though she couldn’t stop her mind exploring a little further in that vein, which produced a blush all of her own. “The question is, do you have peanut butter?”
A familiar rush of excitement and delight shot through her veins as the two of them laughed about the fact that Laurie had a better diet than Australian stereotyping insisted. She realised that her question had been pretty naïve, but she had gotten over excited and enthusiastic about him being from so far away and had allowed her (limited) imagination to run away with her. She didn’t mind that he was probably laughing at her question, nor did she take it in bad humour, she was just happy to hear the sound emerging from him. She liked his laugh a lot, it was warm and inclusive, it was one that she wished to hear again and often.
“Strawberry is the king of jellies,” she commented, nodding, a playful smile still playing on her lips as she tried to disguise what was threatening to become a Cheshire cat style grin. Scary, to say the least. She glanced over at the blonde doctor once more, taking in how his hands gripped around the wheel of the car and the set of his head in profile. And then his final comment proved a catalyst for another peel of laughter, slightly shier this time.
“Well at least if the restaurant is a bust we can always fall back on toast,” she smiled across at him, keeping humour in her voice, though she couldn’t stop her mind exploring a little further in that vein, which produced a blush all of her own. “The question is, do you have peanut butter?”