Southern Hospitality Ch. 03

"W-wow.." he said simply, letting out a little laugh as she smiled and blushed, a hand again bouncing her blonde hair, a little self-conscious habit of hers. "You look beautiful, Laura. I mean really, really beautiful."
She blushed brighter and stepped forward with a little laugh, shutting and locking the door behind her as she motioned for him to head to the car. She turned to watch him as he walked, admiring his tempting ass in its tight confines and feeling a stir in her own jeans, she had to bite her lip, if she hadn't of sorted herself out she would already be in trouble, dragging him into her house and do animalistic things with him, but they had a reservation to keep. Her lust could wait, for now at least.
He slid into the car beside her and Laura glanced sidelong at him, he wasn't just looking at her, he was staring. She pursed her lips, feeling herself swell with confidence as she pushed her chest out a little.
Ash looked up to meet her gaze and blushed, smiling at her, his own gaze a mix of wonderment and desire. It felt good, Laura thought, to have someone look at her like that.
"Soo?.. Where are we going sweetness?" she said, curiously, fingers tapping the wheel.
"Ah.." he had been so preoccupied with her figure in that top that he'd forgotten to even mention where he'd booked, "Uh.." he hesitated, swallowing slightly as he rolled the dice, "Johns, do you know it?"
Laura looked over at him and raised her eyebrows. She had expected him to pick somewhere like Rennie's, a romantic little Italian, but Johns.. Johns was a Steak House, and a good one too. She felt a tug on her Texan roots and found herself suddenly very hungry.
"Was.. That a good choice?.." he asked, tentative to her silence.
She swallowed and set the car into drive. "Hun, you're taking a southern woman to a Steak House." she felt the corner of her lips tug up into an excited smirk, "It's like you're trying to get me to sleep with you or something.."
He grinned playfully as they pulled away, she knew the way.