Isla
"Gosh, you might be right there," Isla agrees through a soft, tired laugh. "Not that I don't appreciate their gratitude, but at this rate I will have enough treasure to need to bury it." She watches his steady hands pour wine with all the memory of a man who once worked at a bar, already smiling as she reaches out to accept the glass. Her thanks is lost in the sweet press of his lips, though, Isla melting forward and against him, as if she might be content to stand and kiss him and sleep here all in the entryway of the apartment.
"What a long day." She sighs as they part, delivering an extra kiss to his cheek before she slips out of her shoes, reducing her height by a good couple of inches. "I hope that your afternoon wasn't as eventful as mine," she adds, her free hand smoothing across Ever's chest before she reluctantly steps back. Taking a sip of wine and snagging her heels to put neatly away, she cocks her head towards the door suddenly as if worried she's hearing further ruckus down at the clinic.
It's just a few people bustling past on their way further into Haulani, though, and Isla huffs out a laugh of weary relief. "I will not be upset if there are no further surprises like that tonight."
"What a long day." She sighs as they part, delivering an extra kiss to his cheek before she slips out of her shoes, reducing her height by a good couple of inches. "I hope that your afternoon wasn't as eventful as mine," she adds, her free hand smoothing across Ever's chest before she reluctantly steps back. Taking a sip of wine and snagging her heels to put neatly away, she cocks her head towards the door suddenly as if worried she's hearing further ruckus down at the clinic.
It's just a few people bustling past on their way further into Haulani, though, and Isla huffs out a laugh of weary relief. "I will not be upset if there are no further surprises like that tonight."
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
