*Song they are dancing to: Guess I'm in love by Clinton Kane*
Atlas lifted her up into his arms, effortlessly after they pulled apart from kissing. Meredith squealed, "Atlas! I can walk fine, you know?" Meredith said.
"I know, but I prefer you in my arms." Atlas smirked at her. With her nestled in his arms, he gently climbed the stairs heading to the kitchen. He sat her on a bar stool and walked towards the fridge.
"What do you want to eat? I asked a chef to prepare food for you, I can just heat some for you."
He said and opened the fridge filled with different kinds of food.
"Hmm I don't really know….I'm full just by looking at you." Meredith giggled at her lame pickup line.
Atlas stared at her deadpan and she blushed.
He laughed at her and shook his head.
"Soup will be fine." She muttered.
"Soup." Atlas muttered as he took a bowl of soup from the fridge. He placed it in the microwave and looked around for bowl and ladle.
