Date: 2011-07-26 08:00 am (UTC)
He wasn't speaking. Erato couldn't quite tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing. It was nearly impossible to read his face.

Still... Something in his expression changed when he spoke. It wasn't a softening, per se, but... she had piqued his interest, surely, hadn't she? Erato didn't flinch from his silence, but kept looking into those cool grey-green eyes.

Absently, she brushed his hand with her fingers. She wouldn't go unless he sent her away. She'd said her part, the ball was in his court. But one thing was clear in her guileless blue eyes:

If you want me, I'm yours.
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