http://caughtinanet.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] caughtinanet.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] sorrydontsuitme 2009-05-15 03:13 am (UTC)

She arches one eyebrow at him. "Think we know what definition I mean."

But neither her pointedness nor her matter-of-fact smile keep her from getting to her feet and maneuvering around the table to his side.

"And isn't this on your tab officially?"

Face tilted up so she can look him in the eye, she goes ahead and grins. She's not sure how much it matters whose tab they agree this is on; after so long without getting billed once on the resort grounds, it's probably safe to say they'd both be more surprised to actually get charged at this point.

That doesn't mean she can't appreciate it if he's feeling generous, though. Even if he does have ulterior motives.

"Come on." It's a hazard of intimacy: she's about twice as aware of his proximity at a time like this now that she's caved once -- twice -- but her arm still curves around his back. Call her crazy, but she's sure that little wobble wasn't just for her benefit. "I've got you."

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