08-31-2016, 11:55 AM
Ori placed a mocking hand to her heart. "Little angels, of course."
He spun for her attention, grinning like a devil as he grabbed at her hands. "Forgettable,"
she confirmed. Hunger darkened his gaze; remembering the kitchen counter, no doubt, but probably not the casual way she'd pushed him off afterwards. She met his eyes, a smokey tease, then moved on marionette strings, content to give the illusion of his control.
But suspicion crossed her expression. "You've a better suggestion?"
He spun for her attention, grinning like a devil as he grabbed at her hands. "Forgettable,"
she confirmed. Hunger darkened his gaze; remembering the kitchen counter, no doubt, but probably not the casual way she'd pushed him off afterwards. She met his eyes, a smokey tease, then moved on marionette strings, content to give the illusion of his control.
But suspicion crossed her expression. "You've a better suggestion?"
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