Thread: No Better Time to Bond - [QuirkyVixen & Crescent]

We saw a MOOSE. No! Heather was quick to exclaim alongside a wide-eyed gawk of surprise. Still draped 'round Joel's neck, there was some hint of patronizing in her gaze, yet the fact was genuinely exciting. The pair had already enjoyed two different zoo visits over the relatively young duration of their relationship thus far, and there had been countless hikes. Despite it, she couldn't help but split a lingering and somewhat wry grin. How large? Mischief glimmered in the rich pools of her eyes, and for a moment it might've seemed as though Heather's loosening hand was about to take an adventurous dip for a little grope. Instead, she gave Joel's collar and then shoulder a little squeeze. Her touch fell away, and still that gaze lingered alongside a decidedly wicked grin. Alex, seemingly in cue, interrupted the amorous levity. Gradually, and with nary a hard feeling towards the interference, she fully uncoiled from her boyfriend and slipped a surprisingly taut soft-palmed grip into his handshake. It's great to meet you, too! First impressions Alex was confident, conscientious, and cute. As third wheels went, she'd be happy to share a little of Joel's attention with his cousin even if things on the front end might be a little one-sided. Gradually, she sank into Joel's side, entwining her arm -- and hand -- with his own whilst her head nuzzled into the outside of his arm. We don't smell that bad, do we baby? Heather offered up an exaggerated sniff followed rather closely by a perturbed scowl poised rather directly to Alex. As if to tease Joel and further bond with his cousin, she gave a shake of the head. I don't want anyone starvin', but holy shit. Truth be told, the two of them were rather ripe. She kind of liked it, however, and her stomach was on the brink of letting loose a roar the both of them would hear. Food seemed like a good idea. Besides, Joel was going to need his energy later. She gave a reassuring smile up to him, then reclutantly pushed off his side before twirling her keys and starting for the car. Moments later, the trio were all buckled in, and Heather started out of the tourist center parking lot in the direction Alex had pointed out. I got everything you guys asked for. Plus some surprises, she teased, turning a sidelong grin to Joel in the passenger's seat. No doubt he could tell, by now, that she was more than happy to see him, yet there was a lingering fear in her that whatever last-minute accommodations they could find would inevitably only have one bed or something equally awkward. That wasn't exactly romantic, but -- again -- she didn't totally care. So what else did you guys see? I heard about a moose, Heather rambled, glimpsing Alex through the rearview on occasion if only to try and keep him feeling comfortable and not out of place. All told, the conversation stayed light as they meandered along the winding mountain road. It was nearly fifteen minutes when the little crossover rolled to a stop ahead of the well-worn sign affixed to the front of what could only be considered a dive . The little shanty of a restaurant was, however, bustling, as an array of vehicles occupied the twenty-some count of spaces divvied out in front of it. Heather parked, grinned excitedly to Joel and then Alex, and hopped out only to meander around at the front. A red-orange neon sign glowed in the window, prompting her to point with delight. It read, quite simply, COLD BEER .