Lily was surprised that Rayne held onto her but she didn’t protest, why would she? They’d held hands most of their childhood, three little kids skipping down the path on a summer’s day grinning like the world could do them no wrong. Now wasn’t much difference, the pair walked together, Lily slightly reserved but the happy gait of her friend returned her own happy step and even a quiet giggle as they swung their clasped hands. She didn’t notice the difference in Rayne, how would she? All she knew was she was back and he made her feel like it was home again. 

When the waitress approached she ordered a lemonade with her food and after a little nervousness ordered a [url=https://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/06/7b/8a/61/sharing-sundae.jpg] sharer sundae[/url] for afterwards. Thanking Rayne and then thanking the waitress as well, handing back the menus with a gleeful, serene smile. She relaxed in her seat and once the lemonade arrived; complete with a curly straw, she took a delicate sip. This was what life should be like, good company, good food and nothing to worry about.  He took her hand again and she smiled up at him, her eyes meeting his as he comforted her, his hands enveloped hers and were so warm. So of course she believed him, why wouldn’t she? Rayne never lied to her, never deceived her, never hurt her. “I’m sure they aren’t and thank you, I really hope I do meet them. I’m sure I will.” She said, trying to reassure him as much as herself. “Will they like me though?”  She queried. 

Though her words fell quiet when, of all things, Rayne started stammering. A good natured giggle left her lips, a small shake of her head, “Oh Rayne, what is it?” When he said he had a gift for her though her expression turned curious and she fell quiet. As he reached for something she turned her hand in his and gently clasped his fingertips. “A...present?” She asked as he slid her the little box, bringing the box and her hands close to her she looked it over. It appeared to be a jewellery box but she knew better than to assume.  Carefully she cracked it open and as soon as her eyes laid witness to the trinket inside they widened considerably and colour filled her cheeks. 

Now it was her turn to be speechless, she just looked at the beautiful creation inside, simple but elegant, sweet and glittering but not over the top. It was the perfect kind of thing for her, delicately beautiful, not over stated, not over played. She grinned slowly, delicately pulling the ring from the box and placing the box aside she turned t over in her hands, “How did you know my size?” She asked surprised, she attempted to put it on the right hands middle finger but the ring was slightly too tight there so she put it on the ring finger of the same hand. It fit perfectly and she inspected it silently a moment. Leaning over the table she wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight embrace. “I love it, thank you so much Rayne. It’s so beautiful.”

After a moment she kissed his cheek and sat back on her side of the table, rearranging herself and looking a little flushed as she caught the looks and gentle ‘aws’ of some of the people nearby. “Sorry.” She mouthed with a nervous giggle. Brushing her skirt down and looking at her ring she beamed, like the time he’d given her a shell from the beach or his ice cream when hers had fallen. “I... have something for you.  I left it... well at my place, I wasn’t sure I’d run into you today. “ She confessed, carefully brushing hair from her face thereafter. “I have a little something for the rest of your family too, just as a sort of... thank you, I guess...” As if anticipating a pout, “You got the best present though.” She giggled lightly.