Parry, Feint Fun. That’s how he looked. Not in a playful way. The same way fire looks befo
Parry, Feint Fun. That’s how he looked. Not in a playful way. The same way fire looks before you get burned. And the way she was looking at him was bordering on pyromania. It didn’t take long for him to notice, to wander over, and to lean against the counter like he’d done it a thousand times. Fun. “You’re staring.” His voice was amused. An eyebrow arched up her face and she sipped on her straw. “And you’re awfully presumptive.” The straw didn’t leave her mouth, her words clipped as a result. Passive aggressive. But he just smiled. The silence stretched out like a cat, enjoying itself too much. He was enjoying himself too much. Not to say she wasn’t entertained, but she could feel the situation slipping away from her, control wrested without a fight. She twirled her straw and smirked, before she set it down and just wandered off. You can’t just thrust your fingers into the flame. You have to probe the edges first, see what will happen. Minutes past, and then there he was, back at her side again. “Now you’re staring.” She was guessing, but it seemed a fairly safe assumption. “Well if you’re going to have me chase you, I’m going to have to keep one eye on you.” He had her drink in his hand, but he was the one drinking from it now. She narrowed her eyes, but couldn’t help but smile. “I won’t be here in the morning.” Now his eyebrow arched upward. He tilted the glass back and drained the glass. “Isn’t that a hell of a way to start an evening.” And then he stepped into her, one hand on her stomach and the other slipping around her jaw. He stopped short of kissing her, his breath wafting over her face in a hot flush. The control was gone, she’d lost it seconds ago, and the realisation was only just sinking in. “The morning is hours away. If that’s your escape route you’re going to have to move onto plan B pronto.” He smiled, and she swallowed. For a moment, she played with the idea of refuting him, even then. Breaking his grip and dancing away from him, making him chase all over again. But instead she just kissed him. -- source link
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