Romans & histoires Table For Two

" Why don't we take a seat at the table and I asked to cooks to set it up for us." The table was set for just us four, very intimate and close with two chairs placed next to each other facing the the other two. Even if I wasn't seated next to Lucien I'd be facing him the entire meal, there would be no way to avoid each other. The normally long table had been shorten by removing several of the leafs creating this close seating arrangement. More of Mom's handiwork in play. It was set up already with all the food set out on it , cover in place keeping the food underneath hot.

When they are up close her mouth dropped again with awe, and she noticed that she's always like that today. But she can't help because of what's happening, She can't believed that Thomas can pull off such Romantic get away like this. Everything in the table is perfect, there was candle lights, a petals of red Roses again in the table and in below of the table. There was also two plates with spoon and fork at the side and beautiful flowers in the center and a beautiful wine glasses. Thomas get the flowers in the chair where she is about to sit and give it to her.

Ominous Pov The Sweet Shop was packed with employees, Mem and woman sat in pairs, Groups of Threes and fours, Some even merged tables together to form a group of eight as they chatted away, Grace surveyed the area as she walked in with Jason, She barely spotted a table at the very end with two Empty chairs, Perfect!. She thought. “There is a table with empty chairs, I think one of us should secure it while the other gets the meal, Hmm?”. Grace asked.

(Sloane's POV) T​he tabl⁠e wa⁠s l‌ong enough to seat twenty, m⁠aking the three of u​s look small and isolated. Kai raise⁠d a glass​ of cha‍mpa⁠gne, h​is ey‌es l​in​ger‍ing o​n my m‍outh. “T⁠o the dea‍l,” Leon ech⁠oed.

We have 4 8 foot tables just for food, 2 6 foot tables for gifts and 5 8 foot round tables for everyone to sit at. "Okay everyone wrap it up they're going to be here any second" I yell out as I shove the scotch tape I've been using in a nearby drawer. Several minutes later we hear the front door opening and what sounds like Asia arguing with Jack over something dumb as usual. None of them are paying attention as they step into the living room where the rest of us are quietly waiting. Casey notices everything first and gasps loudly. Jack stops his argument with Asia and becomes slack jawed before saying "Thank fuck there's food" with a big grin. Misha wraps his arms around Jack, rubbing his b

she said. "Oh yeah! Let's go." Rina led Avery to the dinner table where everyone was already seated. It was a 40 seater dining table. There were seats for 20 participants and 20 businessmen. Woah this all was giving Avery chills! The environment at the table was very light, everyone was celebrating for getting selected.

“Good evening. Please come in.” “Thank you,” she said as she crossed the threshold. “Dinner is ready. I hope you brought your appetite. And I hope you like Italian food.” “I love it,” she said with a big smile. He led her to the dining area. The table was rectangular and it had three chairs on each side and a chair a piece at both heads of the table. There was a place setting for two. One at the head of the table and one at the right of the head of the table. There was a basket full of garlic bread and a bottle of white wine on the table.

The table had been set up for two. A kiss came on my neck. My insides shuddered at the cold voice. “You must be waiting for me”

I cocked my head to the side in confusion as I wondered why Ace didn’t seem to care much about that for our date today. The sense of foreboding that had grown inside of me worsened when the manager led us to a table with a great view. The lack of privacy didn’t bother me as much as the fact that the table that we were shown to was a table for four instead of a table for two. It could have just been a mistake, or he just wanted us to have a larger table; however, I still found it strange that there were more than two chairs at the table. Is someone going to join us for dinner?

While me, I'm eating with my face being the exact opposite of a frown. The table has two prussian blue fragile plates. One for him, and one for me. Each plate filled with the same amount of food just like in the restaurants. In the middle, there's a bucket full of ice and a bottle of champagne is inside of it. On each side of every plate is a spoon and a fork. A table napkin, and of course, a tulip glass. I can't hold myself anymore but to give him a remark that I hope he won't take in a bad way.