There is no such thing as a bad idea.
The challenge made his eyes glitter. Oh ho. Now they were getting somewhere. Maybe she wasn't wound as tight as she looked, the question drawing him closer in a way that made his blood heat. Angling his head to hers, he let himself appreciate the shine of her eyes that turned silver as they bore into him. What would they look like hooded with lust, dark with desire, calling his name? It had the corner of his lip tilting up with anticipation.
His words lowered an octave, husky with intimate seduction. "I think you're the kind of girl that lives in the moment." It might not be who she was, but who he thought she wanted to be as he stared deep into her eyes. Inching ever closer, he let out a hot, weightless breath between them. "The kind who knows what she wants - and goes for it." The last words were a near-whisper, a challenge, dare, and invitation wrapped in one.
His words lowered an octave, husky with intimate seduction. "I think you're the kind of girl that lives in the moment." It might not be who she was, but who he thought she wanted to be as he stared deep into her eyes. Inching ever closer, he let out a hot, weightless breath between them. "The kind who knows what she wants - and goes for it." The last words were a near-whisper, a challenge, dare, and invitation wrapped in one.
Only Poorly Executed Awesome Ones.
Ace
