“Rhys,” she echoed his name, rolling it off her tongue in an unconscious mimicry of his accent, which was hot, but she wasn’t about to say that out loud, and the thought made her blush almost as much as echoing him did. Gosh, she was nothing but a bumbling blushing moron right now! She blamed the oncoming full moon. That was totally believable, right? Right? She was in the process of convincing herself when he asked if she was alone, and her soft blush flared up at the implications, even though he laughed softly (at her?) before explaining.
“I am,” she whispered, before clearing her throat and saying almost too loudly, “Just finished work,” and she held up her Starbucks drink as if that was proof. The company didn’t really have a traditional uniform outside of the apron, which she wasn’t wearing because she left that at work. She flushed again, and lowered her drink, the bag of chocolates resting with one handle looped over that wrist, so it had gone for a ride with her motion.
“I was just getting some chocolate before I go home, because its so cheap, what with Valentine being the other day and all.” She was babbling now, lifting her arm again to show off the bag of goodies she’d been snooping through when the collided. “I, um, do you want one?” And she shoved her empty hand into the bag, digging around and retrieving a heart shaped chocolate in a bright red pattern that said ‘Be Mine’ on the front. She turned crimson again as she shoved it towards the mage, her eyes wide as saucers. He must think her ridiculous!
“I am,” she whispered, before clearing her throat and saying almost too loudly, “Just finished work,” and she held up her Starbucks drink as if that was proof. The company didn’t really have a traditional uniform outside of the apron, which she wasn’t wearing because she left that at work. She flushed again, and lowered her drink, the bag of chocolates resting with one handle looped over that wrist, so it had gone for a ride with her motion.
“I was just getting some chocolate before I go home, because its so cheap, what with Valentine being the other day and all.” She was babbling now, lifting her arm again to show off the bag of goodies she’d been snooping through when the collided. “I, um, do you want one?” And she shoved her empty hand into the bag, digging around and retrieving a heart shaped chocolate in a bright red pattern that said ‘Be Mine’ on the front. She turned crimson again as she shoved it towards the mage, her eyes wide as saucers. He must think her ridiculous!
