the sun inside of her rages like wildfire
and she is gold, gold, gold
and she is gold, gold, gold
Eager to see just what the slender man might do next, she finds herself casting a glance back at the others around her that jeer at him, pulling her attention away from where the stranger tries (and succeeds) to show off. Soft oohs and aaahs pass her lips, until the man’s slipping off the bar stool to prove to everyone that he can, indeed, do a push up.
And not just one, but multiple.
She giggles her delight, leaning back in the stool with clear surprise that flickers across her face. She takes the moment to see if anyone else has been successful, just in time to realize she likely won. So she snags the man’s drink and downs the rest of it, flashing him a wink when he straightens back up. Tugging on his hand to pull him close, she offers a whiskey sour laced kiss for all the trouble before she’s slipping off the stool. “Thanks for the fun, Romeo.” She purrs, releasing him just in time to see her sister get picked up by a stranger who’s aiming for a kiss, immediately on alert.
And not just one, but multiple.
She giggles her delight, leaning back in the stool with clear surprise that flickers across her face. She takes the moment to see if anyone else has been successful, just in time to realize she likely won. So she snags the man’s drink and downs the rest of it, flashing him a wink when he straightens back up. Tugging on his hand to pull him close, she offers a whiskey sour laced kiss for all the trouble before she’s slipping off the stool. “Thanks for the fun, Romeo.” She purrs, releasing him just in time to see her sister get picked up by a stranger who’s aiming for a kiss, immediately on alert.
Calypso
and she is scorching the skin of my heart
