Snippet #2531848

James shifted his weight uneasily from one foot to the other. 'Let me take these and put them in the water for you, alright?' he said, taking the flowers from my hands and I nodded as if I hadn't heard Alec at all. Or seen him. With that damned wet hair. And those eyes. Looking at me flaring in anger. 'Thank you, love, there is a vase right the- oh, you got it, that's it. Please, do have a seat, I'll be with you in just a moment, James.'
I realized Alec was still looking at me expectantly and I turned around with an innocent look. 'But, brother, you did suggest a double date, did you not? And in any case, I would love to see what that minor did to bewitch you- usually you prefer feistier, though your taste has suffered direly as of late, it's true.' I flashed him a venomous smile before I walked over to the stove, looking over what he had been cooking.
'Ah, Italian, my favourite. You're just the best!' I strode over to him and kissed him lightly on the cheek, lingering long enough for him to smell the scent of his own perfume before I ruffled his hair in a gesture of peaceful truce. I turned to James. 'Now, you, sir, are in for a treat. I have my own surprise, and trust me, however impressive Alec's culinary skills are, mine surpass them- though that is no surprise.'