Ezra
I like it when you take control
Even if you know that you don't
I grinned a toothy grin at him, smirking as he looked me over, pleased to have caught his eye. Hey, if I was gonna be stuck in this hellhole I was going to make the most of it: without the jealousy of my Lord, I was free to show off whatever I wanted.Even if you know that you don't
Fuck, but I missed that jealousy, though. Belonging with someone - to someone - was kind of my specialty. Without that I'm just a lost little boy in half a dress.
"Whatever you're having," I purred in response, an old ingrained habit built from years of entertaining powerful men. People like it if you have what they're having, and I had learned from an early age not to be picky about what I drink. And oh, was it a party he wanted? Now that I could do. "And you think I'm that kind of girl?" Affecting an appropriately wounded look, I leaned back in my chair, crossing my long legs. "I'm hurt, darling. I never start trouble. I just make sure I'm in the wrong place at the right time."
