There is no such thing as a bad idea.
Ace's laughter is genuine and unbothered by the accusation. He still spots the quirk of her lips, knowing that his words aren't totally lacking impact, and encouraging him further as he shrugs his shoulders. "They're less effective on women who know how beautiful they are, but everyone likes to hear it anyways." His eyes glitter with experience and the promise that he won't stop just because she doesn't believe him.
He stays leaned against her, she shift of the boat making it a constant reminder of their proximity. "'Boring'? No. Just a little more charm than trouble. Can't give away all my secrets in the daylight." The suggestion in his words implies that some of those 'secrets' aren't suitable for virgin eyes, and he lets Flora fill in the blanks.
With deft hands and easy winds, Ace watches appreciatively as she guides them into place, already preparing the ropes and climbing gear with practiced ease. He chuckles at her question, briefly glancing up from the work. "Nope. Don't need anything but the sparkle horse." Tossing a set to her, he gives another teasing grin, his blue eyes glittering mischievously. "Sure, blame me for your lack of grace."
Securing his gear into place, he glances at the familiar rock formations that structure their entrance. "How about if you chip a nail, I'll pay for your next nail appointment?" Another excuse to see her made obvious in the cunning tilt of his dimpled smile.
He stays leaned against her, she shift of the boat making it a constant reminder of their proximity. "'Boring'? No. Just a little more charm than trouble. Can't give away all my secrets in the daylight." The suggestion in his words implies that some of those 'secrets' aren't suitable for virgin eyes, and he lets Flora fill in the blanks.
With deft hands and easy winds, Ace watches appreciatively as she guides them into place, already preparing the ropes and climbing gear with practiced ease. He chuckles at her question, briefly glancing up from the work. "Nope. Don't need anything but the sparkle horse." Tossing a set to her, he gives another teasing grin, his blue eyes glittering mischievously. "Sure, blame me for your lack of grace."
Securing his gear into place, he glances at the familiar rock formations that structure their entrance. "How about if you chip a nail, I'll pay for your next nail appointment?" Another excuse to see her made obvious in the cunning tilt of his dimpled smile.
Only Poorly Executed Awesome Ones.
Ace
