Cas nodded when Iris said she used to think he was only interested in her because of their circumstances. In that way, they were a lot alike. He’d also been anxious before that she had only fallen for him during their whirlwind escape from the rebellion. Seeing her with Miles in what had appeared at the time to be a flirtatious exchange had only deepened his fears that she’d moved on from him until they’d had a chance to talk about it. Since then, though, he’d felt confident that they were on the same page. Spending the evening alone at the resort had only reaffirmed that belief too, and now he wasn’t worried at all that she would unexpectedly change her mind about them. He loved her, and he knew she loved him.

[color=#b97703]“Maybe a little,”[/color] he teased her with a laugh when she asked if she’d killed the mood. [color=#b97703]“But you’re cute, so I’ll forgive you this once.”[/color] Besides, she did raise a valid point. Even though they were free to relax at the resort, hidden away from all the people who might have been looking for both of them, it was a good idea not to let their guards down completely. He would be careful if anyone came to their door or tried to call the phone in their room. As long as his cell phone was turned off, no one could reach him that way, but on the slim chance that the hotel manager or security guard sold them out to Atlas, he wanted to be prepared to run somewhere else.

He smiled at her reaction to the oyster he’d proffered, glad that she’d liked it. He’d taken a bit of a risk by asking her to try some of his food, since she consistently seemed to like bland dishes better than the gourmet foods he was accustomed to. The gamble had paid off though, and he murmured his agreement when she said she ought to trust him more. [color=#b97703]“I hope you trust me, because this won’t be the last time I have you try something new,”[/color] he warned her with a wink. [color=#b97703]“But if you ever want plain cheese pizza, just say the word, and I’ll make sure it’s on your plate.”[/color]

At her question, he nodded once more. [color=#b97703]“Sure. If I phone it in now, it should get here around the time we finish our dinners.”[/color] At least, he hoped so. Since he’d brought it up, he’d given himself a craving for the warm chocolate dessert. Getting up from the table, he strode over to the phone to put in the order and then came back to eat the half of his food that he hadn’t gotten to yet.

[color=#b97703]“We’ve still got a lot of this left,”[/color] he mused after he’d cleaned his plate, picking up the wine bottle and swirling the contents. There was enough for at least two more generous servings, so he refilled his empty glass with one more. [color=#b97703]“Do you want another glass?”[/color] he asked Iris, glancing at her before he topped off her crystal too. [color=#b97703]“I think it’ll go well with the cake, and we can always order another bottle if we want more tomorrow.”[/color]