Why the hell's this bein' so damn awkward, he wants to know. Inside the elevator he leans against the wall, resting his leg. Flexing it, relaxing it.
"Just keeping it loose." He might be talkin' about more than just his leg. What he'd like to do is take her in his arms, have a little fun. Right here: why not? But he ain't so sure she'd go for it, for one thing. What they did yesterday, it was just spontaneous as hell. No one planned it. She didn't come to his room to jump him; it just kind of evolved. And that's the problem. He ain't used to working these things without a script, or if there ain't no script, at least there's usually an outline.
His guess is it's gonna be uncomfortable until one or the other of 'em does or says something about it. Might as well be him.
"You know yesterday?" His eyes stay on her like a hawk zeroing in on a mouse runnin' across a damn field. He nods one time, gives her a dimpled grin. "I wasn't expectin' that. But I liked it, Freckles. Hope you did too."
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"Just keeping it loose." He might be talkin' about more than just his leg. What he'd like to do is take her in his arms, have a little fun. Right here: why not? But he ain't so sure she'd go for it, for one thing. What they did yesterday, it was just spontaneous as hell. No one planned it. She didn't come to his room to jump him; it just kind of evolved. And that's the problem. He ain't used to working these things without a script, or if there ain't no script, at least there's usually an outline.
His guess is it's gonna be uncomfortable until one or the other of 'em does or says something about it. Might as well be him.
"You know yesterday?" His eyes stay on her like a hawk zeroing in on a mouse runnin' across a damn field. He nods one time, gives her a dimpled grin. "I wasn't expectin' that. But I liked it, Freckles. Hope you did too."