Holly and I Only!!!

James looked uncomfortable, feeling out of place in such a fancy establishment.

Olivia looked up at him, hugging him around the neck. "Baby we can go somewhere else if you don't feel comfortable here."

He shook his head. "You want to be here. We'll stay," he murmured and kissed her forehead.

"You sure?" she asked, looking up at him.

He nodded and smiled softly at her. "Anything to make you happy."

She smiled and nodded. They were led to a table and handed menus.

He ordered something that sounded good, though he had no idea how to pronounce it.

Olivia ordered a few things she knew had strong tastes. "Can you dance?" she asked him.

He shook his head. "You could teach me, but I don't know if this is the right place to do it. It's your choice."

"I'll teach you at home." she said, smiling as their food came.

He nodded and ate his food, glad it tasted good.

She smiled at him, only eating a little. "What are you thinking about right now?" she asked him.

"It's very good," he smiled at her.

She nodded. "this is the only place that I'll eat." she smiled.

He blinked at her. He knew she didn't eat often, but how often did she eat. This was expensive food. He was surprised they hadn't run out of money with how many things they had.

She smiled at him. "What's the look for?"

"I'm just thinking. You have a lot of money," he murmured, flabbergasted.

"My father and uncle are really old. And night jobs pay a lot. When you don't buy food and what not for a few decades, you're able to save lots of money." She shrugged.

"How old are they," he asked quietly out of curiousity.

"A few thousand they think. They've lost track after so many years." she told him.

He gaped at her, after choking on his food. "Seriously!?"

She nodded, smiling at him. "Seriously."

"Damn," he breathed.

She smiled. "Guess how old I am." she said. She was only 19, but wanted to tease him a little.

He shook his head. "No clue. I'm horrible at guessing games."