They were talking over a bottle of wine.
"The first time we met, you had me stuck at idiot!"
She laughed, "Well, it was this idiot who lead you to all the future successes, didn't she?", as she sipped a bit more of the drink.
"Yes baby, else I'd not have got this idiot all for myself!" He poured out more onto his glass again.
"Lets make an extremely romantic play next!"
"For what?? To get on stage and give the audience a pulse of how we talk in private?"
"Well, we do that now anyways!" she laughed.
"Oh come on, we don't do it all onstage do we?" he quipped
"No we don't", she said as she leaned onto him and they kissed hard.
She pulled back and said, "Your drunk, you idiot!"
He quipped back, "Like your not!"
The conversation was pointless and went on, till they both got to where they wanted to!
The bottles were done away with, and it was just a congregation of bodies now! A little bit of teasing, and some pain later, they were left contemplating if what they'd done was the right thing! But they both knew one thing for sure, that each one had to be made for the other, and they would not let it go anyway else! But fate had different plans.
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