Thread: Against the Mob (rollshero and DivineGlaGlann)

Rush. Adrian's extended hand was taken by the man she now knew as Jon Rush. She took the opportunity to pull him Forward. She deliberately hadn't used her last name as he might put two and two together. Her husband wasn't exactly unknown and she tried her best to remain a mere shadow at his side. It worked...sometimes. I like it. Replied the woman. She sat up to cross one leg over the other giving him room to sit. Rush. His name rolled along her tongue. It Fit his mysterious nature. He kept his eyes on her as she did to him. Best to keep it simple. No lying...at least about the important things. She had been making a mental note about whether he would keep eye contact with her. It was something she looked into greatly and thus Far Mr. Rush looked no where other than her. Adrian liked that. Immensely. I suppose we can put this vacation under 'others' then. The moll rocked her leg gently Following his wandering gaze to the actual hotel insides. He must've seen something or someone. She didn't have a clue. All Adrian knew was that he wasn't looking her direction. Away rather. Her rocking leg lowered. The woman slid near him with her hands pressed on his knees listening to him more closely and watching him too. Not past the point where it would be considered discomforting but she liked having the attention and she wanted this man's on her. You can show me around or we can get lost in paradise, makes no difference to me. Her lips continued to be drawn up in a smile. No. Adrian didn't care about money. She may have married into it but there was more things important than money. Having Fun. You only get one Life, might as well live it to the max. She wanted something more From Rush than money. His attention and yes his body. The woman wanted to be drowned in anything other than the life she left behind. She didn't want to remember what happened or the violence associated. It had been her Fault to marry Frank....she wanted to Forget. She whispered in his ear now once bringing her Face closer. Or we can save the exploring For tonight when the resort is more Festive and concentrate on more important things, Rush. Some women were walking by the two to occupy some lounge chairs on the right. They gave Mr. Rush a look over talking amongst themselves. Simple whores, Adrian thought, no class. Let them have their looking. She stood up in Front of the man. 565. Her Finger reached down to etch over his cheek slightly. Tempting. Her room number. The ball had bounced back in his court on whether he understood her meaning. It was to get better aquainted in a more private setting where there were little interruptions such as the little groupie women sidelined to look For their next man. Adrian walked around the pool giving a wave to those women whom looked her up and down with obvious disdain and envy. The blonde woman headed back into the resort unaware that she was being watched by that same clerk who had checked her in. He'd taken to a corner helping new guests while at looking at her. He knew what room she was in. It was much too risky to make a scene in the daytime. He wondered whether that man, Rush, was a lover, either way it could be considered a complication which would have to be dealt with accordingly. Clean. Where was she going anyway? He saw her head to the elevator alone. To her room? The clerk excused himself nearly drawn to go after the woman.