[ excuse her for being too cold and pissed off for foreplay right now, john.
her frown deepens further, threatens to twist into a full scowl as she turns to look at the flicker of light outside.
is she being toyed with, again?
he motions for her to follow, and while she does, it lacks enthusiasm. she takes a deep breath, her face a mask of passive irritation, a sharpness that is borne out of natural distrust. rugged charm and easy grins won't disarm her so quickly, after all.
still, she follows because maybe he can show her something worthwhile. ] You aren't a local to these parts.
[ she does keep her voice low. ] So you're just being cryptic on purpose?
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her frown deepens further, threatens to twist into a full scowl as she turns to look at the flicker of light outside.
is she being toyed with, again?
he motions for her to follow, and while she does, it lacks enthusiasm. she takes a deep breath, her face a mask of passive irritation, a sharpness that is borne out of natural distrust. rugged charm and easy grins won't disarm her so quickly, after all.
still, she follows because maybe he can show her something worthwhile. ] You aren't a local to these parts.
[ she does keep her voice low. ] So you're just being cryptic on purpose?