REXANNA
paint my spirit gold
She smirked to him briefly before nodding. “I had a wonderful time.” She said honestly, her smirk fading to a gentle smile as she recalled it. The many bodies, choosing Lucas because she had known what his fangs could do — and of course because Bastien’s lap had been full by Edrei. But she held no upset with it, it was a time when she was between partners. Her off and on fling with Alistair, a man she didn’t know where he had gone, but she hoped he’d understand. But now, now that Bastien and her were together she would need to be cautious in a sense. Rexanna was kind and strong and powerful with her words, but inside she held incredible amounts of self consciousness, and she knew that it had the ability of making her jealous. Especially if it meant the possibility of losing someone.She didn’t know if Bastien felt the same, but he was willing to try for her, for them. And that was all she could ask for.
But as he complimented her, she laughed in a way that scrunched her nose. She wanted to tell him about how he continued to flatter her, but the words died on her lips as he took her hand and kissed her fingertips gently. Her face relaxed into a kind, almost loving look as she watched him. He put his glass down and she did the same when he moved closer, his cool hand caressing her jaw and as he spoke she melted into his touch, unable to think of anything clever to say but to give in to the kiss.
