Thread: Miss Murder [ Bear & LaughtersAssassin ]

size-2 For a couple to have been paired up the way that they were, they were hitting it off much better than she ever could have expected. He was an interesting person, more so the more she got to know him and she was enjoying the process of it. The part that was the most surprising was that she was enjoying the fact that he was absolutely nothing like any of the men in the romance novels she had read and come to love. He was ten times more flawed than they could ever be and so much more Real. It was pleasant. Im glad you find my bluntness to be refreshing. Ive been told previously that its rather rude. She joked, though honestly her father had been the one that had made it quite clear to her that her blunt personality was a rude personality because she had stated the painful truth about some of his business partners But, this was not a business environment and Anthony was not her father. He was a man that was far more pleasant to be around and someone that she had chosen to be near. His story of the worst date ever had her rapt attention, as it was quite an interesting tale of attempted love and ending in lust because of a girls terrible demeanor. Lucie couldnt imagine what that dating world must be like - she hadnt been out much to bars much less to clubs or anything of the sort. Her father had kept her on a very short leash when it came to going out and about in the town and hed looked down on her drinking anything heavier than light wines. He was a man that wanted his reputation to stay in tact and had scolded her often for being anything less than perfect. By the time that hed finished his tale, Lucie was laughing just a bit because it was quite absurd and because hed shared quite a bit more information than what she had expected. His last comment had brought a bit of a blush to her cheeks, his physical touch pleasant though. She let her thumb brush over his hand, enjoying the feel of his skin against her own. Lucie tipped her glass to her lips and took another small sip of it, her glass almost empty. What Im hearing is that you think Im not being forward enough, She teased, deciding to finish her wine rather than continue to tease herself with sips, Because if youre hoping for some fun on the way home, youre going to have to work harder than that. Im classier than a theater major. She delivered the last jest with a playful wink, laughing just a bit because the flirting felt a bit silly to her, something completely new. In her past, her father had monitored her interactions with people - once again in the name of reputation - and had even decided to pay the staff to bring their children for appropriate play. As she had grown older and shown interest in boys, her father had done something similar and attempted to pair her with the sons of business partners, but that hadnt ended well when she found out that they were usually as repugnant and disgusting as their fathers. They were boys that wanted desperately to become men, even if that had meant pushing someone too far and she was not the type to lay back and accept their advances for posteritys sake. Is this how you talk to all your first dates or am I a special case? size