AndNich123
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 22, 2014
She smiled. It wasn't planned. She wasn't even aware she was smiling at him, but there it was, melted across her lips. He was a sharp one. It hadn't escaped his attention, despite her deflecting. He paid attention. That was a rare find these days. "Okay," she softly replied, her intentions not given away in the slightest by her tone. "I'm not sorry I interrupted your peace and quiet because it's getting you out of your shell, your comfort zone that you have retreated to. Work is more than work for you. It's something you find pleasure in, yes, but you also use it as a shield from the rest of the world. You see it's a door, and we simply don't have the key to that door. At least, now you've got the door cracked open ever so slightly gazing out of it at me. So I'm not sorry."
She nodded to him before reaching for the bread and taking a small morsel for her own tasting. Dipping it, she was careful to drip a single drop on the tablecloth, taking care to make sure each bite made it to her mouth. Sampling the food, she had already made up her mind. Doing the right thing was important. Though there was truth in what she had told him, there was more. Swallowing, she sampled the wine. Perhaps it was to wash down the bread. Perhaps there was a bit of courage masked by the smoothness that flowed down her throat. In any event, she cleared her throat and straightened her posture. Clasping her hands in front of her, she smiled softly at him. "I'm not sorry I interrupted your peace and quiet because it....allowed me to meet you. You have given me pearls, words of wisdom, that I needed to hear. We all need a swift kick in the rear or a gentle nudge in the right direction from time to time. Thank you for that. I owe you the truth. Don't ask me why, but I feel I owe most people the truth. You tolerated me, you're paying for this wonderful meal, and you're still tolerating me. So yeah, I owe you the truth. I'm glad I met you."
Sam didn't want to prattle on and on. Too often she knew she could get lost in the words and talk incessantly. This wasn't a time she wanted to do that. "So, tell me about your family. What are they like? A sister that would kick my butt for openly flirting with her brother," she teased, blushing slightly. Until the words came from her mouth, she wasn't sure she had been flirting with him. She began to go over every word she had said to him, trying to analyze if she had been flirting with him. "It would be easy to flirt with you," she blurted out, blushing even more. "I mean....if I was..flirting..with you..I mean..but since I'm not..it's a joke..not flirting with you. That's not a joke. Just my..wow." She couldn't stop blushing. "I'm just going to shut up now and let you talk. Please. Talk. Say something to avert from my massive fail."
She nodded to him before reaching for the bread and taking a small morsel for her own tasting. Dipping it, she was careful to drip a single drop on the tablecloth, taking care to make sure each bite made it to her mouth. Sampling the food, she had already made up her mind. Doing the right thing was important. Though there was truth in what she had told him, there was more. Swallowing, she sampled the wine. Perhaps it was to wash down the bread. Perhaps there was a bit of courage masked by the smoothness that flowed down her throat. In any event, she cleared her throat and straightened her posture. Clasping her hands in front of her, she smiled softly at him. "I'm not sorry I interrupted your peace and quiet because it....allowed me to meet you. You have given me pearls, words of wisdom, that I needed to hear. We all need a swift kick in the rear or a gentle nudge in the right direction from time to time. Thank you for that. I owe you the truth. Don't ask me why, but I feel I owe most people the truth. You tolerated me, you're paying for this wonderful meal, and you're still tolerating me. So yeah, I owe you the truth. I'm glad I met you."
Sam didn't want to prattle on and on. Too often she knew she could get lost in the words and talk incessantly. This wasn't a time she wanted to do that. "So, tell me about your family. What are they like? A sister that would kick my butt for openly flirting with her brother," she teased, blushing slightly. Until the words came from her mouth, she wasn't sure she had been flirting with him. She began to go over every word she had said to him, trying to analyze if she had been flirting with him. "It would be easy to flirt with you," she blurted out, blushing even more. "I mean....if I was..flirting..with you..I mean..but since I'm not..it's a joke..not flirting with you. That's not a joke. Just my..wow." She couldn't stop blushing. "I'm just going to shut up now and let you talk. Please. Talk. Say something to avert from my massive fail."