11-03-2017, 09:53 PM
Dane's gaze flattened while Illesha spoke. Something in her voice made him want to put his hands over his ears. She was pretty, but annoying, like a yappy Pomeranian. She had pretty, dark skin and soft sheen to her hair. Her appearance reminded him of that dead whore in Mexico, the first one that he, well,--
--and he let his mind drift into memory.
His gaze slipped back to Illesha.
He let the two women walk ahead of him a step, leading him where they wanted him to go. A coffee shop would suffice. They chat about something that he didn't bother to eavesdrop.
While he watched the way her hair swayed with every step, he contemplated how he was going to get her alone.
--and he let his mind drift into memory.
His gaze slipped back to Illesha.
He let the two women walk ahead of him a step, leading him where they wanted him to go. A coffee shop would suffice. They chat about something that he didn't bother to eavesdrop.
While he watched the way her hair swayed with every step, he contemplated how he was going to get her alone.