He wasn't hungry. Well---no Dimitri was one of those guys who could eat a three course meal for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and still ask what was for dessert, but he did not want to be eating right now. He looked a little frustrated as he turned the corners and braked at the last second and just---he'd learned to drive when he was fourteen and found much joy in torturing his magical friends with wild rides.
Though...now that he thought of it, his two best friends were muggleborn, and he rarely dealt with things in the wizarding world outside of his job.
Huh. When had that happened?
Dimitri stopped short at a red light and looked over to his wife. He stared at her bare shoulders for much longer than he should have, and he remembered why he wasn't hungry. He was quite randy, and that was taking over any hunger pains he might have. He felt the light change on his face, and Dimitri turned his eyes back on the road. They still had some time before the restaurant, they was no way he was going to make it through dinner without getting yelled at for being inappropriate in public places.
How public was an empty parking lot, though? Definitely not as sexy as Gabrielle had probably planned, but she shouldn't be showing off like she was, if she wanted him to wait. Dimitri made a quick left turn into the lot and parked in a relatively dark corner of it. He was a hitwizard, he could probably handle some idiot lurking around in one of the nicest parts of London.
Without hesitating Dimitri unbuckled his seat belt and reached over to grab at Gabrielle, kissing her hard.
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