Post by larue on Sept 5, 2006 9:10:44 GMT 10
Shopping
Abby yawned wearily as she pushed the shopping cart ahead of her. Luka had stopped so the cart bumped him the back. He turned around and frowned a bit. She shrugged and tossed a box of cereal into the cart. Luka shook his head when he saw the colorful box and with a disapproving frown slipped a container of oatmeal in next to it. She grinned as he turned back to the food shelves and added a few staples to the basket...flour, sugar, cooking oil....ketchup. He examined everything carefully for dates and ingredients. She waited till he wasn’t watching and slipped a box of strawberry pop tarts under her cereal choice. Luka turned and cast a wary eye in her direction. Abby just smiled innocently and raised her eyebrows. She pushed the cart behind him as he rounded the end of the aisle and headed for the produce section. Abby stopped to take a deep breath. It smelled so earthy and fresh. Luka was picking through a huge pile of tomatoes and slipped a couple into a bag. She picked up a round melon and held it to her nose. It was heavy and rough and succulent. She took a deep whiff and closed her eyes. Delicious.
Luka looked around for their cart and saw Abby holding a ripe melon to her nose. He grinned a little as he saw her sniffing and shook his head. Usually she was following behind him impatiently. Her hair had fallen out of it’s pony tail clip long ago and now spilled over her shoulders. He watched as she placed the melon in their cart and then looked around for him. Their eyes met and she smiled. She pushed the cart toward him and she waited as he put the tomatoes and bags of carrots and potatoes into the cart. She picked up an onion and tossed it to him. He laughed and dropped it into the cart. She did the same with a green pepper and a cucumber in rapid fire order. Luka growled playfully and rounded the cart before she could pick anything else up. He grabbed her hands and pressed a kiss to her neck. Abby giggled and pushed him away. Luka laughed as they made their way to the fruits. Strawberries were in season - huge and red. They filled a container together as they picked through the ripe fruit. She chose a bag of grapes and Luka grabbed a bunch of bananas as she pushed the cart toward the dairy section.
Once again she watched impatiently as he checked the dates on milk containers and butter containers and opened the egg carton to make sure none were cracked. He worked his way through the cheese to find the kind he wanted. His face was so serious. His dark eyes were intent. He was a very careful shopper. Abby shook her head with an incredulous smile. He trusted no one when it came to their food.
They bypassed the meat department and she swung the cart though the paper goods. She grabbed toilet paper, paper towels and dish soap. He exchanged the paper towels for another brand and tapped the price sticker. She shook her head in chagrin. He selected the laundry soap and softener they normally used. She exchanged the softener for another bottle and tapped the line on the bottle that listed a different fragrance. She rolled her eyes seductively as she pushed the cart past him. Luka chuckled and shrugged as she headed toward the checkout with their cart and stopped along the way for shampoo and bath soap.
Every checkout had a line. Abby pushed their cart behind another shopper with a full cart and sighed. Luka’s eyes shifted to the Starbucks counter on the other side of the checkout and tipped his head toward it. She smiled and he left her standing with their groceries while he went around to the coffee counter. She sighed and glanced around. Her eyes strayed to the magazine rack. She picked up a Vanity Fair for her and Esquire for him and put them in the basket. Then she glanced furtively around and picked up a tabloid.
Luka shook his head as he saw her flipping quickly through the tabloid magazine. He snickered and moved carefully behind her with the Starbucks cups in his hands.
“Caught you....” he growled in her ear. She jumped and thrust the magazine back in it’s rack. She turned around and hit him in the chest. He laughed and held their coffee cups up so they wouldn’t spill.
“Sheesh, Luka...” she protested softly. “I was just looking!”
Abby yawned wearily as she pushed the shopping cart ahead of her. Luka had stopped so the cart bumped him the back. He turned around and frowned a bit. She shrugged and tossed a box of cereal into the cart. Luka shook his head when he saw the colorful box and with a disapproving frown slipped a container of oatmeal in next to it. She grinned as he turned back to the food shelves and added a few staples to the basket...flour, sugar, cooking oil....ketchup. He examined everything carefully for dates and ingredients. She waited till he wasn’t watching and slipped a box of strawberry pop tarts under her cereal choice. Luka turned and cast a wary eye in her direction. Abby just smiled innocently and raised her eyebrows. She pushed the cart behind him as he rounded the end of the aisle and headed for the produce section. Abby stopped to take a deep breath. It smelled so earthy and fresh. Luka was picking through a huge pile of tomatoes and slipped a couple into a bag. She picked up a round melon and held it to her nose. It was heavy and rough and succulent. She took a deep whiff and closed her eyes. Delicious.
Luka looked around for their cart and saw Abby holding a ripe melon to her nose. He grinned a little as he saw her sniffing and shook his head. Usually she was following behind him impatiently. Her hair had fallen out of it’s pony tail clip long ago and now spilled over her shoulders. He watched as she placed the melon in their cart and then looked around for him. Their eyes met and she smiled. She pushed the cart toward him and she waited as he put the tomatoes and bags of carrots and potatoes into the cart. She picked up an onion and tossed it to him. He laughed and dropped it into the cart. She did the same with a green pepper and a cucumber in rapid fire order. Luka growled playfully and rounded the cart before she could pick anything else up. He grabbed her hands and pressed a kiss to her neck. Abby giggled and pushed him away. Luka laughed as they made their way to the fruits. Strawberries were in season - huge and red. They filled a container together as they picked through the ripe fruit. She chose a bag of grapes and Luka grabbed a bunch of bananas as she pushed the cart toward the dairy section.
Once again she watched impatiently as he checked the dates on milk containers and butter containers and opened the egg carton to make sure none were cracked. He worked his way through the cheese to find the kind he wanted. His face was so serious. His dark eyes were intent. He was a very careful shopper. Abby shook her head with an incredulous smile. He trusted no one when it came to their food.
They bypassed the meat department and she swung the cart though the paper goods. She grabbed toilet paper, paper towels and dish soap. He exchanged the paper towels for another brand and tapped the price sticker. She shook her head in chagrin. He selected the laundry soap and softener they normally used. She exchanged the softener for another bottle and tapped the line on the bottle that listed a different fragrance. She rolled her eyes seductively as she pushed the cart past him. Luka chuckled and shrugged as she headed toward the checkout with their cart and stopped along the way for shampoo and bath soap.
Every checkout had a line. Abby pushed their cart behind another shopper with a full cart and sighed. Luka’s eyes shifted to the Starbucks counter on the other side of the checkout and tipped his head toward it. She smiled and he left her standing with their groceries while he went around to the coffee counter. She sighed and glanced around. Her eyes strayed to the magazine rack. She picked up a Vanity Fair for her and Esquire for him and put them in the basket. Then she glanced furtively around and picked up a tabloid.
Luka shook his head as he saw her flipping quickly through the tabloid magazine. He snickered and moved carefully behind her with the Starbucks cups in his hands.
“Caught you....” he growled in her ear. She jumped and thrust the magazine back in it’s rack. She turned around and hit him in the chest. He laughed and held their coffee cups up so they wouldn’t spill.
“Sheesh, Luka...” she protested softly. “I was just looking!”