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that if he didn’t bother working out, he would be quite skinny - but he so obviously did work out. It was evident in his long lean muscles that seemed to ripple under his short sleeved fitted shirt as he walked.
    Smiling as he approached her, he reached out and grasped her around the waist, pulling her firmly against him. “Mia,” he growled by way of greeting.
    “Eric,” she whispered, her head starting to swirl as she inhaled the scent of a fresh shower and clean skin. When he dipped his head to kiss her hello, a tingle crept over her body as his lightly stubbled chin brushed against hers before their mouths met.
    Humming, she pulled his body closer, sliding her tongue out to gently tease him, earning her a fervent response as he reciprocated tenfold, their tongues dancing together as they pressed their bodies firmly against each other.
    While they continued on, oblivious of those around them, a group of teens walked by on their way into the restaurant and told them to get a room, causing them both to laugh into each other's mouths and slowly break their connection.
    Blowing out a steadying breath Eric was the first to speak. “Whoa Mia, what has gotten into you? Suddenly, I’m not so hungry for food anymore.” His voice was thick with a lust he hadn’t felt toward his girlfriend since he was eighteen, and they were first discovering the delights of a more carnal nature. “Hang on a second, it’s period week – why are you teasing me like that?” he laughed.
    “I’m not teasing,” she blushed.
    “Wait a second, you’re not pregnant are you? I mean, you’re still on the pill right?”
    “Everything’s fine Eric,” she laughed, “I just… skipped it. That's all?”
    “You can do that?”
    “Of course, you just don’t take the sugar pills.”
    “Five years Mia – Five years and you haven’t thought to do this?” Eric joked half-heartedly.
    Giggling, she told him that she only just discovered it recently and took him by the hand, leisurely leading him into the restaurant.
    When they reached their table, Eric placed his phone and keys in the centre and excused himself, claiming he needed to make some slight adjustments to himself after the kiss she had greeted him with.
    Taking her seat with a grin firmly attached to her face, she watched as he walked towards the restrooms, marvelling how one man could make her feel more alive with one kiss than she ever had in her life. At that moment, her thoughts were broken by the ringing of his phone.
    Noting the name on the screen, she picked it up and sent the call to voicemail before switching his phone off. She didn’t want anyone to bother them tonight. He was all hers from now on.

    ***

    “Finally! I got through – where were you last night?” Mia asked a very sleepy sounding Eric the next morning.
    “What are you talking about? I was with you remember? We had dinner then we did something really out of character in my car,” he responded grinning at the memory of their back seat rendezvous.
    “We did what? No Eric – I wasn’t with you. I wanted to see you, and every time I called you it went through to voice mail,” Mia accused.
    “What? I don’t have any voice mails. When did you call, after you got home from the restaurant?” he asked, growing confused and quietly wondering if maybe he had lost a day somewhere – either that or his girlfriend had lost her mind.
    “What? What restaurant? And I didn’t leave a voice mail. I wanted to talk to you, not your message bank. I called you when I got home from work.”
    “Mia, what the hell? Don’t ruin this. We had such a great night last night. Don’t fuck around with me – we were together having dinner at Sofia’s. You turned both of our phones off so it could be just us, then you jumped me in my car in the parking lot. Remember?”
    “What? But we didn’t…”
    “Jesus Mia! This isn’t funny, and I have to get ready for work. I’ll talk to you later,” he said, his patience