Third Date - Valeria & Blake

The first thing that Valeria did when she was standing was  grabbing on tightly Blake's hand, "Yeah so I'm not letting go until we hit that door or whatever and then I still make no promises on letting go," she whispered with a little growl.

 "Oh did you say that you're cooking this dinner?" Valeria said, if it wasn't so dark he would've seen her eyes complete light up, even more. "Do you cook... every... night?" she asked hopefully. "Holy shit I really hit the jackpot here!" she said, not really caring what the reply was going to be. "Why did it take me so long to find you? And seriously, how are you even still single?" 

"So first I'm going to need you to promise me you won't dump me when you see my kitchen. There's a reason that I consider Frankie who runs the taco truck that parks outside the brewery one of my best friends" Valeria stated, "The fridge is mostly for alcohol storage and the only thing I can remember being in my pantry right now is microwave popcorn. Before your burrito, I don't think I've had a home cooked meal in... shit... like six months," Val said with a laugh. "Life is going to change indeed..." she murmured, mostly to herself. 

"You? get mad? I can't possibly imagine it, not my sweet cuddly doctor" Valeria said with a laugh, before reaching up to plant a kiss on Blake's cheek. "Ryker says I have a hot temper. I disagree with that half the time and I'm pretty forgiving the first time someone screws up." 

"I also get told I'm a very competitive drunk, and sometimes I get told I'm a flirty one but I think that's because I get hot and take my shirt off sometimes. Don't worry, party Val days are well out of my system besides like making a living off getting people drunk and all that."

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"I with hold judgement." He laughed. "But just so we're clear, you're getting three balanced meals a day. As much as I love the fact you like tacos, there is more food out there then them." He chuckled. 

"I do! I got triggers. Mostly it's anyone disrespecting a woman, harming a child, or giant ass jerks." He informed her. He pulled them along to the right. He grinned as she kissed his cheek, and wrapped an around around her waist, pulling her into his side as they walked. His thumb brushing the skin of her midriff. "I'm all about second chances, if it's something that's worthy of one." He admitted. 

"Note to self, get Val drunk once so you can say you've experience party Val." Blake said allowed like he was taking notes again. He stopped suddenly then. "Hey, random question, and don't feel like you have to answer. But uh hypothetically, if I picked out an engagement ring, what sort of engagement ring would you want?" He asked slowly. He was nervous, but wanted to plan. "Also, so you don't think I'm jumping any guns here, I'm head over heels for you but don't want you to feel pressured. So when you give me the green light, I'll get down on my knees and beg you to make me yours." He added. Hugging her into his side. 

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What Blake found was a nicely toned booty with a satisfying bounce, because Val is a casual athlete. Valeria jumped at the butt pinch and then had a fit of giggles, "You know what Blake Carson? I make no promises to be this polite when we're at the resort and there aren't cameras watching every moment we have together," she told him with a flirty growl, "there are things that I would like to say to you that would make the sound guy blush." she told him very matter of factly. 

"I don't even know what a princess cut looks like," Val said with laugh, "Something sparkly enough to show off but not like super big or fancy or anything."

She let out a happy sigh and squeezed him, "It feels like we've been a thing for a lifetime." 

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Blake let  burst of laughter come out when he heard Val's growl, and he could feel his cheeks turns red the next moment as he blushed. "Well your making me blush right now." He chuckled. 

His hand rubbed her upped arm as she leaned into him, and he leaned down to rest his head on top of hers. "Not to big or fancy, then I my guess was right." He said smiling. 

"My sense of direction is apparently appalling, I might have found you sooner." He said with a smile. "Tell me something I don't know about you yet." He asked her. "I'll tell you one about me, I actually wear glasses, but usually only at night when I take my contacts out." He confessed as they took a right. 

MIDDLE

Val could feel the heat rising to her cheeks while Blake's breath was on it, "Oh you tease... you're going to get yourself in trouble if you keep doing that," she breathed, it was more of a challenge than a warning. "It is getting really hot over here and I'm blaming you for it..." 

"So what are you cooking for dinner? And don't ask me to choose because you're the one claiming that more foods exists than breakfast, tacos, and pizza. I'm not sure I believe you so you'll have to prove it," she said, much more innocently as she ran her hand down Blake's hip.

MIDDLE

"Oh I'm going to be in trouble huh?" He asked in mock surprise, before he chuckled. "You calling me a tease, miss-" He bent down and practically growled in her ear while his hand went to her waste and he ghosted his fingers just under where her sweater cut off and hit on her midriff. "Valeria, when half your shirt is missing?" He asked. "You're going to be the death of me." He groaned, giving her a playful and very light bite on her neck, before he pressed a kiss to her skin. 

"Hmmmm I'm thinking ribs." He said straightening as his finger tips drifted up to lightly trace her rib-cage, but they went back down to her hip. Not wanting her to think he was getting too handsy, but he desperately needed the contact. Desperately needed to make sure he was in fact not dreaming and that this was all real.