Maeve
"Save the sexy dance for when we get home, but I will absolutely watch you put sunscreen on. Might even do it myself if you ask real nicely." Maeve hums, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth as she smiles, knowing he can't see her, but can likely hear it in her voice. He's not the only one who looks for any excuse to touch. Can he really blame her? Maeve doesn't think he can.
It's cute the way he gets so caught up in the details. Everything he makes is delicious and if it wasn't for all of the physical activity she gets up to, Maeve would have surely gained weight from all the goodies she's been indulging in. She's not so sure that she hasn't. "I think either one would be delicious. You could sell them if you wanted to though. People would totally barter for them." Maeve insists, turning to glance at him from over her shoulder before he's making her look forward so he can keep working.
A giggle bubbles up in her throat, mixing with the sound of the waves as she squirms away from him when he snaps playfully at her, "Locke! Behave!" As if she isn't the one quickly turning her head to capture his lips in a kiss that only lasts for a moment before he's putting sunscreen on her face and then on her chest, fingers straying way more than they need to. "I think I can take it from here." Maeve huffs, pushing at his hands before they both doing something entirely inappropriate for being so out in the open.
It's cute the way he gets so caught up in the details. Everything he makes is delicious and if it wasn't for all of the physical activity she gets up to, Maeve would have surely gained weight from all the goodies she's been indulging in. She's not so sure that she hasn't. "I think either one would be delicious. You could sell them if you wanted to though. People would totally barter for them." Maeve insists, turning to glance at him from over her shoulder before he's making her look forward so he can keep working.
A giggle bubbles up in her throat, mixing with the sound of the waves as she squirms away from him when he snaps playfully at her, "Locke! Behave!" As if she isn't the one quickly turning her head to capture his lips in a kiss that only lasts for a moment before he's putting sunscreen on her face and then on her chest, fingers straying way more than they need to. "I think I can take it from here." Maeve huffs, pushing at his hands before they both doing something entirely inappropriate for being so out in the open.
If you love me let me go
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
