“I love you too Summer.” He nuzzled the top of her head and smiled as the house lights dimmed. The music changed and after a brief introduction the show began. It always amazed Victor how graceful the performers were and he sat there transfixed, leaning closer to Summer.
She was enraptured, hands clasped together and eyes shining with the lost delight of a child’s wonder.
He was lost in the awe of Summer’s beautifully enraptured expression and in the movements and special effects of the performers. They glided and flew through the air with a natural ease that Victor found amazing. The entire act was perfectly visible from their seats and they enjoyed the full effect of the bursts of flame from the stage that silhouetted them nicely. Victor couldn’t help but watch with a certain technical appreciation for the show. After he had helped with so many shows he marked it as a tech crew miracle that everything seemed to be running smoothly.
The show lasted about an hour and a half and what almost seemed like too soon, the house lights came on. Victor turned to Summer, “Did you like the show dear? Have you ever seen them before?”
It took a long moment for her to come back from wherever she had gone in her rapture. “That … was amazing. That was so amazing! How did they /do/ that!?” She clutched Victor’s arm again, bouncing in her seat. “I’ve never seen them before. I think I want to again!”
A grin broke across Victor’s face and the relief flooded his face. “I’ll take that as a ‘no you don’t mind le Cirque?”
He led her towards the entrance and flashed his tickets at the door then directed her to a booth-like section in the upper-mid balcony with a fantastic view; he had pulled some strings with the stage manager and director to get it. Victor once again showed their tickets to one of the ushers, assuring them that they were in the right place. Finally, he took her coat, “I used to work in this theater as a side gig whenever I got bored. Not for the Cirque, but for other shows and these seats are by far the best in the house.”
“You did all the things, before you met me.” Summer chuckled a little, settling down in her seat. “Usually I’m in with the common herd.”
“Yeah, well, I saw that the Cirque was coming to town and was out for drinks with the stage manager and got us some tickets. With this vantage point, it’s the best way to see them in the entire house. I used to sit up here when I used to usher and then I’d sneak up here when I wasn’t managing the sound for the production.” The smile on Victor’s face was easy and blissful.
“I love you so much,” Summer murmured, leaning her head against his shoulder. “So much.” The next few minutes slid by amid the hushed sussurus of the crowd, intro music softly playing, and then the house lights went down. She clutched his arm with excitement.
“I love you too Summer.” He nuzzled the top of her head and smiled as the house lights dimmed. The music changed and after a brief introduction the show began. It always amazed Victor how graceful the performers were and he sat there transfixed, leaning closer to Summer.
She was enraptured, hands clasped together and eyes shining with the lost delight of a child’s wonder.
A grin broke across Victor’s face and the relief flooded his face. “I’ll take that as a ‘no you don’t mind le Cirque?”
He led her towards the entrance and flashed his tickets at the door then directed her to a booth-like section in the upper-mid balcony with a fantastic view; he had pulled some strings with the stage manager and director to get it. Victor once again showed their tickets to one of the ushers, assuring them that they were in the right place. Finally, he took her coat, “I used to work in this theater as a side gig whenever I got bored. Not for the Cirque, but for other shows and these seats are by far the best in the house.”
“You did all the things, before you met me.” Summer chuckled a little, settling down in her seat. “Usually I’m in with the common herd.”
“Yeah, well, I saw that the Cirque was coming to town and was out for drinks with the stage manager and got us some tickets. With this vantage point, it’s the best way to see them in the entire house. I used to sit up here when I used to usher and then I’d sneak up here when I wasn’t managing the sound for the production.” The smile on Victor’s face was easy and blissful.
“I love you so much,” Summer murmured, leaning her head against his shoulder. “So much.” The next few minutes slid by amid the hushed sussurus of the crowd, intro music softly playing, and then the house lights went down. She clutched his arm with excitement.
“Ooh, someone thinks he’s funny!” She pulled it over her head and wrestled the zipper up, then stalked out to stare at the rack of earrings. It took her a couple minutes to finish up and put on shoes. She turned to Victor. “Do I meet your approval?”
He looked her up and down in an almost predatory manner. “You always look beautiful Summer, but tonight, tonight you’re going to outshine all of the other ladies there dear.” Victor grabbed her a coat then threw his on and held his arm out for her. “Ready love?”
“I don’t know what I’m ready /for/, but I suppose so.” She tucked her hand over his arm and let him lead her out to the car, forbearing to ask any more questions.
“You’ll find out soon enough, Summer.” He led her to his car and opened the door for her before heading over to the driver’s side, putting his seat belt on, waiting for her to do the same and then pulling out of her driveway. It was about a 20 minute drive before they pulled up to the theatre. Victor went over to Summer’s side and opened the door for her, offering her a hand. “We’re here; I hope you don’t mind Cirque du Soleil love.”
He turned for a moment to hand the keys to the valet.
Summer pulled her hand away to cover her mouth so her squeal wouldn’t deafen anyone. “Oh, /Victor/!” Her eyes sparkled and her smile nearly split her face.
A grin broke across Victor’s face and the relief flooded his face. “I’ll take that as a ‘no you don’t mind le Cirque?”
He led her towards the entrance and flashed his tickets at the door then directed her to a booth-like section in the upper-mid balcony with a fantastic view; he had pulled some strings with the stage manager and director to get it. Victor once again showed their tickets to one of the ushers, assuring them that they were in the right place. Finally, he took her coat, “I used to work in this theater as a side gig whenever I got bored. Not for the Cirque, but for other shows and these seats are by far the best in the house.”
“You did all the things, before you met me.” Summer chuckled a little, settling down in her seat. “Usually I’m in with the common herd.”
“Ooh, someone thinks he’s funny!” She pulled it over her head and wrestled the zipper up, then stalked out to stare at the rack of earrings. It took her a couple minutes to finish up and put on shoes. She turned to Victor. “Do I meet your approval?”
He looked her up and down in an almost predatory manner. “You always look beautiful Summer, but tonight, tonight you’re going to outshine all of the other ladies there dear.” Victor grabbed her a coat then threw his on and held his arm out for her. “Ready love?”
“I don’t know what I’m ready /for/, but I suppose so.” She tucked her hand over his arm and let him lead her out to the car, forbearing to ask any more questions.
“You’ll find out soon enough, Summer.” He led her to his car and opened the door for her before heading over to the driver’s side, putting his seat belt on, waiting for her to do the same and then pulling out of her driveway. It was about a 20 minute drive before they pulled up to the theatre. Victor went over to Summer’s side and opened the door for her, offering her a hand. “We’re here; I hope you don’t mind Cirque du Soleil love.”
He turned for a moment to hand the keys to the valet.
Summer pulled her hand away to cover her mouth so her squeal wouldn’t deafen anyone. “Oh, /Victor/!” Her eyes sparkled and her smile nearly split her face.
Victor waltzed back into the bathroom and scratched behind Doc’s ears before kissing Summer’s neck. “Anything I can do to help Summer?”
“Bring my dress?” She tilted her head a little bit, then pushed Victor away, smiling. “What did I say about shenanigans? We’ll never get out of here if you keep that up.”
A look of mock indignation came over Victor. “Shenanigans? What shenanigans?” He left the bathroom chuckling and returned with her dress. “I am ready love, so I won’t be the cause if we’re late dear?” he finished with a playful smirk.
“Ooh, someone thinks he’s funny!” She pulled it over her head and wrestled the zipper up, then stalked out to stare at the rack of earrings. It took her a couple minutes to finish up and put on shoes. She turned to Victor. “Do I meet your approval?”
He looked her up and down in an almost predatory manner. “You always look beautiful Summer, but tonight, tonight you’re going to outshine all of the other ladies there dear.” Victor grabbed her a coat then threw his on and held his arm out for her. “Ready love?”
“I don’t know what I’m ready /for/, but I suppose so.” She tucked her hand over his arm and let him lead her out to the car, forbearing to ask any more questions.
Victor waltzed back into the bathroom and scratched behind Doc’s ears before kissing Summer’s neck. “Anything I can do to help Summer?”
“Bring my dress?” She tilted her head a little bit, then pushed Victor away, smiling. “What did I say about shenanigans? We’ll never get out of here if you keep that up.”
A look of mock indignation came over Victor. “Shenanigans? What shenanigans?” He left the bathroom chuckling and returned with her dress. “I am ready love, so I won’t be the cause if we’re late dear?” he finished with a playful smirk.
“Ooh, someone thinks he’s funny!” She pulled it over her head and wrestled the zipper up, then stalked out to stare at the rack of earrings. It took her a couple minutes to finish up and put on shoes. She turned to Victor. “Do I meet your approval?”
“I could say the same for you dear.” Victor ducked his head under the water to rinse his hair out then he shook himself before he grabbed a towel for himself and stepped out. He held a towel out for Summer as well while he dried his hair off.
“I,” Summer paused for emphasis, “am hardly distractingly sexy.” She exchanged nose kisses with Doc, perched on the counter, and dried herself for the second time in an hour, before picking up her hairbrush and drawing long strokes through her copper hair.
“I beg to differ darling.” He looked at himself in the mirror as he ruffled his hair with the towel before running his fingers through his hair, spiking it slightly. Victor picked up his watch and put it back on. After that, he went in search of the rest of his clothes which he put on in quick succession.
“Mmmm, begging.” She laughed to herself in the mirror, and Doc perked her ears up at her. “Just being silly, lil Doc.” Quick fingers twined a few braids into the locks around her face, looping them back to hold the rest out of the way.
Victor waltzed back into the bathroom and scratched behind Doc’s ears before kissing Summer’s neck. “Anything I can do to help Summer?”
“Bring my dress?” She tilted her head a little bit, then pushed Victor away, smiling. “What did I say about shenanigans? We’ll never get out of here if you keep that up.”
She sighed, half smiling, and pushed past him to stand under the water. “Maybe we can think of places over dinner. In the meantime, stop being so sexy so we might actually make it to your surprise!”
“I could say the same for you dear.” Victor ducked his head under the water to rinse his hair out then he shook himself before he grabbed a towel for himself and stepped out. He held a towel out for Summer as well while he dried his hair off.
“I,” Summer paused for emphasis, “am hardly distractingly sexy.” She exchanged nose kisses with Doc, perched on the counter, and dried herself for the second time in an hour, before picking up her hairbrush and drawing long strokes through her copper hair.
“I beg to differ darling.” He looked at himself in the mirror as he ruffled his hair with the towel before running his fingers through his hair, spiking it slightly. Victor picked up his watch and put it back on. After that, he went in search of the rest of his clothes which he put on in quick succession.
“Mmmm, begging.” She laughed to herself in the mirror, and Doc perked her ears up at her. “Just being silly, lil Doc.” Quick fingers twined a few braids into the locks around her face, looping them back to hold the rest out of the way.
She sighed, half smiling, and pushed past him to stand under the water. “Maybe we can think of places over dinner. In the meantime, stop being so sexy so we might actually make it to your surprise!”
“I could say the same for you dear.” Victor ducked his head under the water to rinse his hair out then he shook himself before he grabbed a towel for himself and stepped out. He held a towel out for Summer as well while he dried his hair off.
“I,” Summer paused for emphasis, “am hardly distractingly sexy.” She exchanged nose kisses with Doc, perched on the counter, and dried herself for the second time in an hour, before picking up her hairbrush and drawing long strokes through her copper hair.