>>19010819Amy returns with the wine and wineglasses and pours them each a glass, and Colby takes a deep drink of hers, in contrast to Amy's more temperate sip. She sees a faint twinge in Amy's eyes; she knows that on occasion, her tendency to take a drink has seemed troubling to Amy. But just this once, she's going to let herself have this one. It's a placebo effect, given the immediacy of the moment, but anything is welcome now as she climbs onto the bed, losing herself in those beautiful golden eyes once again. She sets her wine on the nightstand. Her nerves are showing. She sees a hint of confusion in those beautiful eyes.
"Should we start the video, Colb?" There are a thousand further questions apart from the obvious one in Amy's voice. Ever observant, Amy knows something's a little off in Colby's manner. No sense in hiding it; time to answer those questions.
Colby climbs onto the bed next to Amy and touches her cheek.
>"Yeah, heh. Sorry. I, uh, just wanted to ask you first....."With a single motion, her other hand produces and opens a small wooden box, and places it before Amy.
