"Yes, dear," she parrots, tipping her head and watching him leave deliberately before moving to do as he asked. Toni gets up and moves around the table to pour his glass, her vision already pleasantly hazy from the drinking she's been doing herself. It feels good to let go after so long being so careful. Her shirt slips down again, unnoticed, revealing one lacy strap of her bra as she pulls her chair closer to his and plops down to wait for him, her own refilled wine glass in hand.
"When did you have time to make this?" she asks, a bit incredulous. What's he doing? Something feels off, and she can't decide if she likes it or not. "You're making me nervous." It's blurted as he retakes his seat, leveling him with a surprisingly steady gaze.
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Date: 2017-01-17 09:17 pm (UTC)"When did you have time to make this?" she asks, a bit incredulous. What's he doing? Something feels off, and she can't decide if she likes it or not. "You're making me nervous." It's blurted as he retakes his seat, leveling him with a surprisingly steady gaze.