Evie
Come rest your bones next to me
And toss all your thoughts out to the sea
"Take your clothes off," Evie directs with a glint to her eyes and a fold of a dimple in one cheek that giggles even when her throat does not. Wiggling her fingers toward the bed only makes the innuendo stronger, but the basket of goodies on the bedside table won't let her get distracted even when she'd dearly like to be. And toss all your thoughts out to the sea
It's not easy to get her husband to relax, but sensuality and a moment of privacy in their own home is far more enticing - and logistically sensible - than vacations and getaways. Given all that has happened in the past few seasons the Evergreen is certain she'll have miles of knots to unwind once she gets her hands on his body. Not that she ever needs a reason to get her hands on Deimos, but this time there's intent behind what would otherwise be a direct come-on.
"And lay face down," she reminds, dimples deepening and lips curling as she gives in to the urge and finishes with, "if I can see your face while I'm working I won't be working for long."
I'll pull up each of our anchors
So we can get lost, you and me
So we can get lost, you and me
