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The York Gallery; Wednesday [ 09/17 ] -- Exhibit Opening! 8pm onward.

The past few weeks of work were finally coming to a head, and Charlotte was both nervous and excited and getting herself worked up into a frenzy with making sure everything was perfect. She couldn't help feeling an overwhelming sense of satisfaction with the exhibit, though. The turnout wasn't huge, but nicely manageable and thankfully not small by any measure. Some of the work was a bit amateurish, but she had to admit to being pretty blown away by a few of the others.

By the time eight o'clock rolled around and the doors were open, the gallery was set up in a display of the pieces by artist, and the usual spread of treats and drinks were available in another area of the room. Charlotte, dressed in a vibrant red, milled around the gallery to make sure everything was in order and all the guests were enjoying the exhibit. She was also keeping an eye out for the artists of certain pieces, since she was very eager to potentially meet them.

The Community Showcase Exhibit was open!

[[ ~~or will be, once I get the very extensive OCD up!~~ It's up! Enjoy! ]]

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"You know," Cal said, after a moment had passed where he looked at the painting silently with a nice, unreadable yet thoughtful expression to make Amber squirm a little, "when you said it was something a second grader could do, I expected, like, little sticks with loops on them for petals..."

Amber was seriously doing some squirming too. She shifted foot to foot, wrung her hands together in front of her. "Cal..." his name was softly spoken and her eyes were on his face. "Honest opinion."

"Honest opinion," he said, "I really like it, Amber." Cal gave her a soft smile, a kiss on the forehead. "It's good. I mean, you'll probably not win any awards on the hoity-toity artist circle, but that's not you, anyway."

"Really?" she grinned wide, not caring in the least about any hoity-toity award. She cared that he liked it and that's all that mattered when it came down to it. "Thank you, Cal!" Amber wrapped her arms around him, going for a tight hug.

"Oof." Okay, so maybe it wasn't that tight of a hug, but Cal was known to exaggerate on occasions. But the fact that a simple compliment like that had him grinning, hugging her lightly back.

"If I would've known that complimenting your art was all it took..." he commented, teasingly.

She reared back, smiling up at him. "Well, I'd say now you know for future reference."

"And I will shamelessly take advantage of this knowledge," Cal decided, with a firm nod, although he knew quite well that it never took much of anything to get some affection out of Amber and, presently, he leaned in a little to brush a kiss against her cheek. She was too adorable and this whole situation was too surreal for him not to.

"Oooh, I love your dirty talk, Cal," she giggled and leaned in close again because the kiss to her cheek wasn't enough, sweet as it was. She was happy and he was going to know it, so he got a kiss to the lips. A nice, soft, warm kiss.

Cal was willing to hold off his comment until well after a kiss like that lingered, to the point where he almost forgot about where they were and was all too reminded of what he'd promised for later.

"How," he finally asked, chuckling as he came up for air, "is that dirty talk?"

Amber smiled knowingly up at him when they pulled apart. "Anything said using the word shamelessly, just has to be dirty. It's in my pirate book a lot."

"Yeah?" Cal asked, reaching for Amber's hand to entwine his fingers in hers and gently get her to start strolling the gallery with her. "Do they shamelessly toss their wind-matted long hair while shamelessly flexing their golden tanned pectorals in the blazing tropical sun?"

"More like 'he shamelessly tossed her to the bed where he shamelessly threw her skirts up, ripping her knickers from her delicate but womanly frame, and shamelessly did he lean over closer, covering her mouth with his while he had his wicked way with her'."

"Delicate but womanly?" Cal couldn't help laughing a little. "What does that even mean?"

"I don't know, but it has a nice ring to it, don't you think?" she said, walking along with him.

Cal wasn't so sure about that. When it came to 'womanly,' he thought of someone either built like Fanbutt or his yia yia, neither of whom he considered delicate by any use of the word, and both of whom was quite dangerous to think about in any way other than objectively.

"Er, sure. I guess. Why not just...something like...her tight and supple frame, carved delicately with just enough curve and flesh, to make his mouth water..."

Amber stopped, turned to stare up at him. "Wow. That kind of makes me hot."

What didn't make Amber hot? Cal grinned a little behind a newly blossoming blush, swaying his hand in hers a little. "Well," he said modestly, "I am a bit of a writer, remember?"

Good question. She squeezed his hand. "You should write me something... you know, like that."

"Why would I waste my time writing something, you know, like that," Cal asked, arching an eyebrow and tilting his head in closer toward Amber's, "when I can just skip the writing process and actually do it?"

"Oh," she said, heart picking up a beat in her chest. "I... okay."

"But if you'd prefer writing..." Cal said, rolling his eyes in an exaggerated way as he pulled back, made as if to continue just strolling down the gallery away from her.

"What? Wait," she reached out to grab his arm. "I'd rather you show me. Come on, Cal, you know I would."

"And you," Cal came back to Amber easily with the pull of his arm, moving to wrap his arm back around her and pull her closer to him; the move, while it played out smooth in his head, was a little more awkward in reality than he had anticipated, but he went with it, hoping she wouldn't notice the clunkiness for being won over by his smile, "know that I'm totally just joking with you."

She didn't notice, come on, she was more concerned with what he was going to say and the fact that he pulled her closer instead of continuing to wander off. Her hands held to his upper arms and that smile of his melted her. "Yah, I know it, Cal Stephanides. I just didn't like it."

"Not at all?" Cal asked, looking down at her with a new expression of a slight pout.

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