[ her fingers linger on the collar of his shirt, and his breath catches. something about her was intoxicating. it isn’t as if he was unpracticed; he’s certainly slept with people and gone on a variety of dates, but he thinks this is the first time someone has approached him who truly has no idea who he is. which means she just likes… him.
the thought causes a brighter smile, and he catches her hand with his own, bringing her fingers to his lips in a soft kiss before saying: ]
Tom is fine. [ with a laugh; he has no need to be a lawyer here. he takes half a step forward to loop an arm around her waist, his half-finished drink left behind on the bar. at minimum, a more private corner will grant him the opportunity to get to know her more. ] And this is your haunt, not mine; lead the way, Sofia.
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the thought causes a brighter smile, and he catches her hand with his own, bringing her fingers to his lips in a soft kiss before saying: ]
Tom is fine. [ with a laugh; he has no need to be a lawyer here. he takes half a step forward to loop an arm around her waist, his half-finished drink left behind on the bar. at minimum, a more private corner will grant him the opportunity to get to know her more. ] And this is your haunt, not mine; lead the way, Sofia.