Jan 7, 2015
jerkbendermako:
It had been awhile since Mako had really gone out, especially to a nicer restaurant. With the crowd at the front, waiting to be seated, Mako hooked his arm around Aquene’s to make sure they didn’t get separated.
"What time is our reservation?" he asked.
Idly her hand gave his arm a squeeze as if to reassure herself that the man was next to her. This was a first that she had brought someone with her to celebrate the anniversary of her business. "If I'm recalling right, it's at six." And they were there just a few minutes early. "Shall we head on in?"
