Jim @ Bree's<br/><br/>When the door opened Jim was hit by two waves, one right after the other.  If he had been swimming in the ocean he would have been knocked ass over teakettle, and to be honest he physically took a slight step back anyway.  The first wave was sight.  Seeing Bree standing in the doorway was a bit like seeing a painting in a museum entitled, "Beautiful Woman - Everyday Life" and Jim took in the majesty of the moment.  Mere nanoseconds after that first wave an almost physical wave of odor rolled out the door, making him pull back for a moment with the sheer overwhelmingness of it.  Her home smelled like...a home.  Warm odors of Italian food rolled out, teasing him and causing his stomach to go into overload.<br/><br/>He finally stammered out his hello's and after heading in, he presented the wine.  Bree's small joke saved him, as it broke the total serenity of the moment.  "Ah, I see, I will have to drink the whole bottle, then?"<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100402.msg4530570#msg4530570">Quote from: lovelygirl on 20-04-2011, 04:34:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I hope you like it, be honest, we can still order take out if you hate it." </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Like it?!?  If it tastes half as good as it smells, I am going to have to kidnap you and chain you in my kitchen to make my meals for me."  Jim went to the drawer and got the corkscrew.  Pouring out a couple of glasses he toasted Bree.  "To a great meal and a great hostess."  And then as they both sipped their glasses, Jim stepped in and gave Bree a quick, but nice, kiss on the lips.  "That's for inviting me over."  While Bree was still a little stunned by the kiss, Jim deflected the conversation.  "Shall we sit to dinner?  If I don't get some of that food soon, my stomach is going to reach up and eat my head."