Fiction: Date Night (379 words)

18 Jun

“So—what do you think?” Chris asked, lifting his arm off the couch so that Lizzy could sit down and slide into his side.

“What do I think about what?” she answered absently, studying the paused TV screen. “Is this NCIS? Are you watching the new NCIS without me?”

“It’s a rerun,” Chris answered quickly before Lizzy could get angry. He hit the step back button a couple of frames so that Ziva was on the screen. “See. Two seasons ago.”

“Okay. I was going to say.”  She huffed slightly but then turned away from the TV with a smile. “You asked me a question that I ignored?”

“Yeah, about this Saturday. I left you a note on the fridge.”

“You did?” Lizzy turned to look over the back of the couch, made a half-assed attempt to “reach” for it, and then snuggled closer to Chris’ side. “Too comfy, I think.  Why don’t you just tell me what it said?”

“Just wanted to take you out—big night kind of thing, so you’d have to be no plans for most of the afternoon.  What do you think?”

“Well, I suppose that depends. What will we be doing?

“I can’t tell you that, can I?  It would ruin the surprise, and no one wants a ruined surprise.”

“It’s a surprise?”  Lizzy gave a little laugh, and Chris leaned down to kiss her on the tip of the nose.  “I like surprises.  And big nights of plans.  Should I be getting ready to call my mother?”  She teased.

“No—Not that big a surprise.  Just something I really think that you would enjoy, but I also know you like surprises so I thought I would go for the twofer.  Whatcha think? Cancel all your Saturday plans and be ready to go at 2:30 sharp?”

Lizzy waited for a second, watching carefully to see if Chris would give anything away—but he was stubbornly stoic faced about the whole thing. “This is really a surprise that I’m going to like and not one I’m going to regret going to, right?”

“This is not a repeat of Road to WWE,” Chris confirmed.  He wondered if he’d ever lived that down.

“Well, okay then.  Two thirty on the dot.  Now, press play—I don’t remember this one and I miss Ziva.”

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