Eloise
Though Eloise tried to still her movements, the want of her chest to rise and fall with the increase of her pulse was hard to stifle. Tilting her chin up like a scared but defiant animal, Eloise met Jack's gaze with all the steadiness she could muster. "Or maybe the problems on your end."
With a hostile grin, Eloise just sneered up at him, wanting both to wipe the lingering taste of his kiss from her lips and spit in his face. "Gods, Jack. Demanding I stop something I don't even know how to do, all to have the great pleasure of you?" Her thoughts and emotions took on a wicked pitch now. Much as she wanted to storm from the room, to spit in his face rather than kiss him again, gods if he hadn't awakened something in her that kept her rooted to the spot.
That he was back in her mind again as evidence by his words made Eloise deflate ever so slightly, which of course made her ever more defensive. "The way you act, it sure fucking seems like it is."
With a hostile grin, Eloise just sneered up at him, wanting both to wipe the lingering taste of his kiss from her lips and spit in his face. "Gods, Jack. Demanding I stop something I don't even know how to do, all to have the great pleasure of you?" Her thoughts and emotions took on a wicked pitch now. Much as she wanted to storm from the room, to spit in his face rather than kiss him again, gods if he hadn't awakened something in her that kept her rooted to the spot.
That he was back in her mind again as evidence by his words made Eloise deflate ever so slightly, which of course made her ever more defensive. "The way you act, it sure fucking seems like it is."
I bury hatchets but I keep maps of where I put 'em
