RP: Second Date

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Date: April 5, 2011
Characters: Maureen Gibbons, Piers Vanderveld
Location: Piers’ place
Status: Private
Summary: Maureen really wanted to cook for him for their second date.
Completion: Complete

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After Maureen had called, Piers had made a frantic flyby through the house picking up anything that would be unsuitable for a guest to see. He was baffled that Maureen still wanted to see him so he figured he hadn't flubbed up too badly. There was a knock at the door as he came through the living room and he sighed. As long as she didn't look in any closets it would probably be ok.

Opening the door he smiled. "Maureen! Welcome and please come in. Also please don't look in any corners I can't promise it's that clean."

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Maureen grinned, laughing at his comment. "I can't promise not to look, but I won't say anything if I see something, how's that?" she teased gently, shifting the box to her hip. God, he was all sorts of adorable. And she couldn't believe how comfortable she was around him.

She tossed her hair out of her face and gestured with the box. "Where should I put this?" she asked, stepping into the house. "And thanks for giving up your kitchen to me for a night. Would've had you to mine, only mine is mostly packed up right now. Paperwork on the new place came through finally."

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Piers groaned and nodded. "Fair enough, let's go with that idea." He was pretty certain the socks had made it into the laundry basket.

Seeing the box, he led Maureen into the kitchen. "Might as well go to the scene of the crime. I don't mind giving up the kitchen since I barely use it. That being said, I might not have everything you need to make whatever you are making. What are you making by the way?" He ran his fingers through his hair making a strand stand on end.

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Maureen chuckled, setting the box down on the counter. "Brought what I need with me. And I'm making clams oreganata to start, then a skillet lasagna." She paused. "You'll have to bare with me on that one, it's been awhile since I've made it."

"And dessert's already done..." She lifted the cheesecake out of the box and set it on the counter. "Actually, it should probably go into the refrigerator until after dinner." She glanced over at him and laughed softly, stepping close to him and running a hand through his hair lightly, smoothing it back down. "Hey, relax," she told him, dropping her hand to his shoulder.

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Piers still looked down at their joined hands, granted this now gave him a context for everything else they had talked about and little what were now obvious hints?

"Yes, interesting. But nice." He added just so she was sure. There were still a lot of pieces he needed to put together in his head before it all fit but he gave her hand a light squeeze.

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"Yeah," she said softly, completely distracted by the feel of his hand on hers. "Um." She was at a loss for words. She hadn't planned past reaching out and maybe, just maybe, the ball was in his court. She squeezed his hand gently back and then fumbled for her wine with her other hand.

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They stood there in silence for a minute before Piers cleared his throat."Umm you should know, I'm not good at this. Doesn't mean I don't want to try and see where things good but I'm not suave or anything about relationships. You'll need to be patient and sometime spell things out for me." He told her lamely.

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Maureen huffed out a laugh, tilting her head to the side and then giving into the urge to inch closer. She dropped his hand in favor of wrapping her arms around his waist gently in a loose hug. "God, we're quite the pair." She rested her head on his shoulder for a moment before pulling back to look at him. "I have not a clue what I'm doing, Piers. At all. I was with my ex since high school and there hasn't been anyone since the divorce," she admitted. "So maybe we can just fumble through it together?"

She bit her lip. "Um." She blushed, realizing what she'd just done. She'd blame the wine, she decided. But God, he felt good and she didn't want to move away quite yet.

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"There is no need to thank me, I'm just being honest. One thing about me is I don't say things I don't mean. I just don't have that small talk ability really. It's easier to be honest than figure out what to say. If I'm ever less than tactful though feel free to smack me or something." Piers offered with a grin.

Not really knowing much about being married or the whole process Piers could only nod. To him, Maureen seemed amazing both classy and simple at the same time but clearly her ex hadn't appreciated her. "Its his loss then. I can't imagine your daughter not being a gem and I haven't even met her yet."

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Maureen took another sip of wine as she tried to figure out what to say to that. "Honesty is a good quality," she said softly. "But still, thank you for the compliment. Not very many people say that I'm awesome." Organized, smart, motherly, sure. Not awesome. "And I rarely give false compliments, so you should accept the fact that I told you you were awesome. Don't think I didn't see you give me that disbelieving look."

She melted at his statement, reaching across the table with her free hand for his. "That... Piers." She was at a loss for words and she shook her head. "You don't know how much that means to me" she told him.

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"Thank you then." Piers told her seriously. He couldn't imagine someone not appreciating what Maureen had to offer but then again he knew all kinds of guys and girls out there with blinders on. Perhaps her ex was like that.

He felt horrified at her reaction and really hoped she wouldn't start crying as she held his hand. "Once again it's just the truth. Your daughter sounds like she's a lot of fun."

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Maureen smiled at him softly. "You're welcome," she said.

She shook her head at him again. "You... how are you so amazing?" She squeezed his hand gently. "It's a wonder that no one's scooped you up and put a ring on your finger." She bit her lip, thinking. "Layla's gonna love you."

She ducked her head, picking up her fork and toying with it for a moment. "So..." she said slowly, her hand still in his. "Why hasn't some pretty young thing gotten her talons into you yet?" Her eyes sparkled as she tried to change the subject to him instead of her past.

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He made a show of thinking over her punishment before smile at her. "I'm going to have to decide whether or not to go easy on you or not. First offense and all." Piers told her with a grin.

Laughing, Piers wondered if he could win over the sister and daughter into sharing. "I am sure I could talk them into sharing. Generosity must run in the family."

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Maureen laughed lightly, making her eyes wide and innocent. "But officer, I didn't know it was wrong." Mmm, she was rather curious as to how he would punish her, she decided, taking a sip of water.

"Or maybe I'll make you your own special batch of something," she decided, her smile slightly mischievous.

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"MMhmmm a likely story." Piers tried to look serious but the corners of his mouth quirked up. "I suppose I could go easy on you this time, first offense and all."

He raised an eyebrow at her suggestion. "Or I could accept a special batch of goodies. Why don't we take our drinks out to the back porch. I have a swing."

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The giggle bubbled out of her before Maureen could stop it, and she covered her mouth to prevent anymore from escaping. "Is that so now, officer?" She shot him a sly look. "So what's the punishment for a second offense?"

His eyes were gorgeous she thought as she nodded and picked up her wine glass, following him to the back porch and easing down on the swing next to him. "Mm, what a nice night," she commented softly, leaning against him just a little.