04-22-2014, 07:43 PM
Claire cocked her head to one side as though static sparked electricity down her back. When she pivoted in her seat, she did so at the same moment a tall, dark beauty joined them at the bar.
Her brows lifted high as she watched the languid woman swap out her drink for the better recommendation, but it wasn't bottled versus draft beer that captured Claire's attention. It was the woman herself, and she likely looked like a lesbian checking her out. Granted, Oriena, as she introduced herself, was a beautiful woman, but Claire's interest was far, far deeper than sexuality.
"Oriena?"
Claire asked as though she didn't quite believe the name belonged to the woman. In fact, as she offered her own name in return, she doubted the same identity in herself. "Claire,"
but the moment passed soon enough.
Asian guy's voice grabbed her attention, if only because she hadn't heard him speak yet, and his accent was quite thinner than she's expected, but it seemed he was leaving with the chick that joined him.
She turned back to Oriena, grabbing the newly acquired bottle as she did, and lifting it as though offering a toast. "True love?"
But the twist to her lips was mocking. She didn't need to curse out loud to express profanity.
Her brows lifted high as she watched the languid woman swap out her drink for the better recommendation, but it wasn't bottled versus draft beer that captured Claire's attention. It was the woman herself, and she likely looked like a lesbian checking her out. Granted, Oriena, as she introduced herself, was a beautiful woman, but Claire's interest was far, far deeper than sexuality.
"Oriena?"
Claire asked as though she didn't quite believe the name belonged to the woman. In fact, as she offered her own name in return, she doubted the same identity in herself. "Claire,"
but the moment passed soon enough.
Asian guy's voice grabbed her attention, if only because she hadn't heard him speak yet, and his accent was quite thinner than she's expected, but it seemed he was leaving with the chick that joined him.
She turned back to Oriena, grabbing the newly acquired bottle as she did, and lifting it as though offering a toast. "True love?"
But the twist to her lips was mocking. She didn't need to curse out loud to express profanity.