you look like my next mistake
Flora doesn’t need to see him to know exactly where his eyes are. She can feel the weight of Ace’s gaze like sun on bare skin: hot, a little smug, and not the least bit subtle. It earns a roll of her eyes as she adjusts the wheel, hips shifting with the wind’s tug, her curls tousled into golden chaos by the breeze. Still, she doesn’t mind it. After the tangled mess that was Jack, and the too-close, too-tender moment with Kaisel, the unabashed attention is almost... refreshing. Simple. Fun.
So when she finally turns to glance over her shoulder, it’s with a sly, knowing grin. "Please," she says, sweet as sugar and sharp as sea salt, "it wasn’t exactly hard to get you all to myself. I barely had to spend anything at all to lock down your very exclusive afternoon services."
Her brows lift meaningfully, teasing, before she gestures lazily toward the city’s roots as the Sugartide drifts lower. The wind catches the edge of her dress and tugs it playfully against her thigh. "Tell me, Ace," she purrs, "you ever done any business in the Grotto before?" The tangle of roots and pathways beneath Stormbreak yawns below them like a secret waiting to be stolen, and Flora is already scanning the roots for their drop point—daggers at her hip, smirk still firmly in place.
So when she finally turns to glance over her shoulder, it’s with a sly, knowing grin. "Please," she says, sweet as sugar and sharp as sea salt, "it wasn’t exactly hard to get you all to myself. I barely had to spend anything at all to lock down your very exclusive afternoon services."
Her brows lift meaningfully, teasing, before she gestures lazily toward the city’s roots as the Sugartide drifts lower. The wind catches the edge of her dress and tugs it playfully against her thigh. "Tell me, Ace," she purrs, "you ever done any business in the Grotto before?" The tangle of roots and pathways beneath Stormbreak yawns below them like a secret waiting to be stolen, and Flora is already scanning the roots for their drop point—daggers at her hip, smirk still firmly in place.
