Sophia couldn't help the way her tongue slipped out and danced over the soft edge of her lips as Hale spoke. His words smoldered within his eyes like a dare, one she wasn't sure she was brave enough to voice. She wanted to, by the gods she wanted to, that much was easy for her to admit to. Her desires having bubbled to the service since the party, ringing true and unyielding within her. "Honestly Hale I think for me,' she paused as he moved further into the room. His body having to pass closely past hers to do so, and causing the heat of their bodies to brush against one another. "I ah...I think you should and can be anything you want to be." she said before swallowing the bit of air stuck within her throat as she in a way gave him silent permission …show more content…
So I can loose a few," Sophia spoke almost innocently before she realized what that little offer could really hold for her. "Ah..I mean, because of the heat," she spoke and found herself balancing on her toes for a moment and nibbling on her lower lip once more. "I'm not worried about evidence, a little dust won't hurt me. I may look delicate at times but I can take more then most would expect." she informed him almost wondering if he would let that dark passion she saw hiding within him free with her. If things were to ever break way with them she wanted it to be real, to be free, and as earth shattering as he would ever be with any other …show more content…
Allowing him to take the glasses and pour them each on. She took the moment to take out her phone and move over to the little station set up in the corner. Pulling up a play list she debated for half a moment before selecting the first song on what she hoped was the right playlist.
Setting it down in the bay she hit play and turned back in time to take the offered glass of wine. "I can do that," Sophia agreed with a soft nod before a soft laugh slipped free as Hale made his grand gesture to the offered chair. 'Why thank you good Sir." she nodded and moved over to the seat, but before slipping into it she slipped her feet easily out of the boots she wore. Kicking them gently to the side she lifted the sketch book carefully out of the chair before slipping down into it. Her long legs stretched before her, neatly folded one over the other as she slowly began flipping through the