12-09-2018, 07:55 PM
The Opening Act
He retracted the light, his past life in offering to her to browse through as she pleased. She just couldn't though. In a way, she knew what it was like to bare yourself that way, and she'd never wish it on anyone, even if it had been entirely his own offering. She just couldn't.
As she talked, he prowled closer, each step softening his face more with an amused light. He almost looked pleased, even. It made her frown slightly as she continued, warning him that she had high standards and she wouldn't be some afterthought to take advantage of when he felt like coming around again. Why did he look that way? Didn't he know she was serious?
His mouth curved up in a sexy tilt. "I don't even own a house," he said. He was joking, mocking her, and she blushed under her pretty scowl even as a stupid smirk tried to burrow into the corner of her mouth. "So I have little need of a housewife."
He stepped even closer, his scent enveloping her and setting her nerves on fire, pulling that dark haze back into her eyes. It was hard to breathe again at his nearness, and she was losing focus the closer he drew to her. Her body ached to sway forward to him, but she stayed where she was. His head dipped down some, not near enough, and he kept talking.
"As long as I can be second."
After the kids, he meant.
Her smirk was more obvious, eyes dazzling slyly. "There are four of them," she said quietly, playful, leaning in like she might kiss him then poking his nose with a tease. "So you'd have to be fifth." She couldn't let his ego get too big, right? Had to keep him in his place.
His hand leaned on the wall beside her, silent now but for their breaths and his husky voice.
"The ball is in your court, Wallace."
Why did her name sound so good in his mouth?
"So what do you want to do about it?"
She was still smiling, a dimple peeking into her cheek and brown eyes shining with amusement. She was enjoying herself with him, and she leaned up to rest her lips against his, whispering, "I think.. It sounds like.." She breathed a laugh, "I'm going to play ball." She brushed her lips on his with a grin, then leaned her head back against the wall again, looking up to him. She needed to see to her family, check on Kharon and Kerberos.
"Are you asking me on a date, Woolf?"
He was crazy to. She'd already told him she had nothing left to give.
And yet she was stupid enough to feel a flicker of hope in her breast.