[ She raises a brow, eyeing him for a long pause. It's easy to tell what's on his mind. Mostly because she knows this isn't normally Steve's territory. Flirting, suggestive banter — she's normally pretty well aware of what goes on his stage and it isn't this. But that's possibly why she likes this even more.
Without a word, she slips past him, stepping slowly across his room until she reaches the foot of his bed. She offers a quick glance to him over her shoulder but nothing more before she bends down away from him, providing a fairly pleasant view of her shorts if he happens to be pairing attention.
When she rises up, she spins to face him, red lace held between her thumbs. ]
Exactly where I left them. I'm ashamed you weren't even curious to get a good look.
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Without a word, she slips past him, stepping slowly across his room until she reaches the foot of his bed. She offers a quick glance to him over her shoulder but nothing more before she bends down away from him, providing a fairly pleasant view of her shorts if he happens to be pairing attention.
When she rises up, she spins to face him, red lace held between her thumbs. ]
Exactly where I left them. I'm ashamed you weren't even curious to get a good look.