AISHA
my lovely prey, i'm a cliche
"Not cheap, priceless," she replied with a drawling bite to her words, a semi backhanded compliment depending on how he took it. She enjoyed this kind of flirting, and Harper was so very fun to engage with. In his boyish charm, and witty banter. It was this kind of back and forth that really intoxicated her.
"I can reach anything I want," she said, leaning forward as well, but leaving a small gap between them. That space was almost tangible, so thin and easy to break. But then she pulled back, teasingly drawing away and glancing away from him. She wanted to be peppered in compliments, to be wanted, and she would play coy until she got that. Her smirk remained, and she made it rather obvious that she wanted to play hard to get, it was up to him to make his next move.
"I can reach anything I want," she said, leaning forward as well, but leaving a small gap between them. That space was almost tangible, so thin and easy to break. But then she pulled back, teasingly drawing away and glancing away from him. She wanted to be peppered in compliments, to be wanted, and she would play coy until she got that. Her smirk remained, and she made it rather obvious that she wanted to play hard to get, it was up to him to make his next move.
for us, the bourgeoisie, so care free
