The white sheep of the family
"Is that so?" Loren raised his eyebrows and gave Weaver a challenging look. However, it wasn't long before his expression dissolved into one of pure amusement. "And yet you told me I was constantly surprising you." He was not above teasing her, though she should be surprised by that in the slightest.
As she went on to actually answer his question in a heartfelt and genuine way, his expression softened. Clearing his throat a bit awkwardly, he looked away before she could see how his cheeks had become flushed again. "And I like how you're not afraid to speak the truth, but you always manage to do it in a kind way." He flashed her a smile.
Letting out a huff of laughter, he smirked at her. "I run into him pretty much anywhere already, and it hasn't deterred me yet." However, his mouth was soon far too busy to talk. As she responded to his kiss, he slid his hands behind her back, pressing their bodies even more closely together.
As she went on to actually answer his question in a heartfelt and genuine way, his expression softened. Clearing his throat a bit awkwardly, he looked away before she could see how his cheeks had become flushed again. "And I like how you're not afraid to speak the truth, but you always manage to do it in a kind way." He flashed her a smile.
Letting out a huff of laughter, he smirked at her. "I run into him pretty much anywhere already, and it hasn't deterred me yet." However, his mouth was soon far too busy to talk. As she responded to his kiss, he slid his hands behind her back, pressing their bodies even more closely together.
Will blood tell
