> Julia finished her breakfast and stood, picking up the plate and putting
it
> into the sink to soak before turning around "Thank you for the breakfast,
> Jonathan..."
>
> "Uh.." she blinked when he handed her a glass of milk before accepting it
> "And the milk.."
>
> "A glass three times a day, trust me, it'll be on the diet your doctor
puts
> you on, since you're not lactose intolerant."
>
> "Don't get use to this." was all she said as she took a sip and then
headed
> toward the door, slipping her arm through Derek's to walk with him
upstairs.
>
> Jonathan just smiled after her and finished cleaning up.
>
> "Want a sip?" Julia asked Derek once they were on the second floor "Share
> with me... that way I don't have to leave too much in the glass because
I'm
> stuffed and only have to drink half a glass? I promise to make up for it
at
> lunch and you can even order me a glass tonight wherever we're going."
>
> She held the glass with a hopeful expression before continuing "And I'll
> save what I find for you to look over later. I figure I'd go get the
dress
> and things first then go over to the house to help Reese, come back, clean
> up, take a nap and then be ready for that surprise place you won't tell me
> about and call you in between just so I can flirt with you."
>
> She was smiling by now and there was a twinkle in her eyes as she regarded
> him.
>
> "Unless of course.. you'd rather I didn't..." she added, deliberately
> fluttering her lashes before chuckling.
>
"I have no objections to that," Derek told her. He had his coffee in his
left hand and had to slip his arm out of hers in order to take the glass of
milk from her. That took a bit of consideration. "He's a bit pushy isn't
he," he commented before finishing the rest of the milk and giving the glass
back.
