"We have a party."
I looked up from the book I was reading as he came in. Of course, no pleasantries, no endearments, just straight to the point as always.
"A party? Okay." I answered. No questions asked.
"Is there anything particular you'd want me to wear?"
"Red. I wanna see you in red,"
There was something about the way he rasped that out that made me blush slightly.
"Alright. When is it?"
"Tomorrow night."
I sighed in relief. At least he told me a night ahead and didn't just drop it on me impromptu. That seemed like progress to me.
"What are you wearing?" I asked him, trying to make small talk.
"Hmm?"
"What are you wearing?" I repeated.
"Um, a tux maybe." He shrugged.
"I'm sure you'll look good. As usual." I said.
He paused and stared at me, barely hiding his surprise.
"Yeah, I guess."
I smiled and went back to focusing on the book in my hands, probably leaving him puzzled with my change of attitude.
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