saiden
Saiden grinned disarmingly. "Maybe." Smirking right back, he cocked his head to the side. "Or maybe I just like you." Voice cheerful, he arched an eyebrow at Weaver.
As her fingers traced his chest, his own reached up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Would you like to get to know me better?" Surprisingly, his tone came out more hopeful and curious than flirtatious.
Smiling a bit, he let his hand fall back to his side. "Because I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to get to know you better. And I'd be a fool not to recognize that you're competent, dangerous, and beautiful, which is quite the alluring combination." Still, his voice was inviting, but not at all insistent.
As her fingers traced his chest, his own reached up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Would you like to get to know me better?" Surprisingly, his tone came out more hopeful and curious than flirtatious.
Smiling a bit, he let his hand fall back to his side. "Because I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to get to know you better. And I'd be a fool not to recognize that you're competent, dangerous, and beautiful, which is quite the alluring combination." Still, his voice was inviting, but not at all insistent.
