AISHA
when you look at me like
that what did you expect
that what did you expect
Aisha shrugged at his smug look, pretending not to notice and give him that gratification. It was all a part of the game of course, the toying and roguish replies. She waited for his written response, this side of the paper growing rather full as well. She chuckled at what he'd written, a soft purr at the words he'd chosen. My lady, if only he knew how often she'd once heard those words.
She set to work under his response, using the remaining space to write her message and underlining portions of his. She emphasized, most generous, and drew an arrow connecting it to her own phrase, And don't forget it, bumpkin.
She allowed him to read it, then with a grin turned away, assuming he'd follow. She unfortunately hadn't spent as much time in the temple as she'd previously stated, and wasn't sure where to lead him first. No matter, she continued on with confidence headed toward the front of the building and past the dusty stone pews.
She set to work under his response, using the remaining space to write her message and underlining portions of his. She emphasized, most generous, and drew an arrow connecting it to her own phrase, And don't forget it, bumpkin.
She allowed him to read it, then with a grin turned away, assuming he'd follow. She unfortunately hadn't spent as much time in the temple as she'd previously stated, and wasn't sure where to lead him first. No matter, she continued on with confidence headed toward the front of the building and past the dusty stone pews.
i'd probably still adore you with
with your hands around my neck
with your hands around my neck
