Though it pained him, Saiden let Eloise pull away with only the slightest bit of resistance. As she settled onto his lap, kind of, he found himself stroking her hair idly, the motion familiar. "Silly girl indeed. But a silly girl with powerful magic who now owes me a favor." He grinned down at Eloise, knowing full well he'd come out ahead.
As she asked about the bow, he shrugged. "Fuck if I know. You know I like to get up close and personal." Obviously there was something suggestive about his words, though his motions and expression were tender rather than flirtatious. "Besides, the salt air is bad for bows."
Peering down at her, he raised his eyebrows. "Your turn." He found himself eager to hear what tale she'd spin for him.
As she asked about the bow, he shrugged. "Fuck if I know. You know I like to get up close and personal." Obviously there was something suggestive about his words, though his motions and expression were tender rather than flirtatious. "Besides, the salt air is bad for bows."
Peering down at her, he raised his eyebrows. "Your turn." He found himself eager to hear what tale she'd spin for him.
