It had taken her chat with Fleur, much soul searching, and a ridiculous list that Hestia wouldn't even admit to thinking about, let alone writing it that had her accepting Kingsley's offer of dinner on the beach. The two of them deserved the chance to see where their relationship could take them in this brand new world. Kingsley made her happy, and she did want them to be together in the 'us' sense of the word. It was Hestia being a massive idiot that almost made that not possible.
But in spite of that, Kingsley had offered and she had accepted. It had only been a few hours but there was a growing sense of giddiness in Hestia that had her unable to concentrate on much of anything, flitting from one project to another until his arrival.
Finally though, a knock sounded at her door and Hestia tossed her datapad into her bag, slug it over her shoulder and walked over to the door. "Hi," she said, grinning up at him. "Would you like to come in?"
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Date: 2013-03-03 07:39 am (UTC)But in spite of that, Kingsley had offered and she had accepted. It had only been a few hours but there was a growing sense of giddiness in Hestia that had her unable to concentrate on much of anything, flitting from one project to another until his arrival.
Finally though, a knock sounded at her door and Hestia tossed her datapad into her bag, slug it over her shoulder and walked over to the door. "Hi," she said, grinning up at him. "Would you like to come in?"