22.Oct.20, 03:06 AM
There was something about this woman that was more than just her being pretty. She was as multifaceted as one of the lamps she’d made. He found himself wanting to learn about each beautiful little piece. Were they discarded scraps or leftovers that she’d made into something unique and special?
The other girls he’d known came briefly to mind, and he dismissed them just as quickly. None had made him want to know more. They’d been much younger, and so had he. Maybe it was time to put an end to the casual flings…
He made a mental note of the things she did and said she used, thinking of potential practical things he might be able to gift to her. Sketching supplies…maybe a slate and chalk so she could reuse it? He logged the thought away for future consultation. “I may have to commission you whenever I get my own Runner Station. I’d love to have some of these pieces. They’re incredible.”
The note to her voice didn’t go unnoticed, and Alekse smiled down at her. A light breeze swept through the booths, sending flags and tent flaps rustling, and when Zahrah started to shiver he pulled her close. The flush to her cheeks stood out that much more in the chill autumn breeze, and he found himself staring, lost in those icy blue eyes. Without a second thought, he closed the gap between them, bringing his lips to hers, capturing her in a kiss.
The other girls he’d known came briefly to mind, and he dismissed them just as quickly. None had made him want to know more. They’d been much younger, and so had he. Maybe it was time to put an end to the casual flings…
He made a mental note of the things she did and said she used, thinking of potential practical things he might be able to gift to her. Sketching supplies…maybe a slate and chalk so she could reuse it? He logged the thought away for future consultation. “I may have to commission you whenever I get my own Runner Station. I’d love to have some of these pieces. They’re incredible.”
The note to her voice didn’t go unnoticed, and Alekse smiled down at her. A light breeze swept through the booths, sending flags and tent flaps rustling, and when Zahrah started to shiver he pulled her close. The flush to her cheeks stood out that much more in the chill autumn breeze, and he found himself staring, lost in those icy blue eyes. Without a second thought, he closed the gap between them, bringing his lips to hers, capturing her in a kiss.