[They have. Even with what he's never remembered, he feels the weight of a history behind him now. Something as close to settled as he's ever really come.]
[He does like older women, although really he likes women with substance, and age offers a chance to grow into that. Also into positions of authority. She knows his tastes.]
If you get bossy? [A smile, and he turns in toward her, a little.] I'll love you when you're thirty and antisocial. Even if you want to turn into a recluse.
[Saya it is so rare that a spider joke presents itself that easily.]
[He enjoys the teasing - teases back without hiding that he'd clearly enjoy other things, too. But he's not only thinking about that.]
Bossy's an insult of a word. It sounds like a toddler having a tantrum. Nobody calls a man bossy, but when a woman knows what she wants? [He pauses.] That's smart, and sexy. Not bossy.
[Having tracked sand, seawater and goodness knows what else through her room at varying points, he just raises an eyebrow.]
You mean you don't get messy. [But he's twisted round to face her properly now, one knee tugged up onto the seat of the bench. They look like an ordinary couple, if anyone cares to notice - and that's something.] I took vacations back home. [Less than he used to.] Usually surf or ski.
[She turns slightly, tipping her head his way. People will notice them because they're beautiful, together, because this isn't glacial anymore, from her side. Ordinary isn't exactly a description they might use.]
Well I didn't. My sister might make me take time off, for the holidays. No snow for skiing. Why go surfing?
I like surfing. And when the water's flat, there's something to be said for both of you being half naked and wet. [Truth be told, save for a couple of times with Cameron (one being the honeymoon) he went on vacation for the sports and his company was, largely, incidental. But the naked and wet part was rarely a bad thing.] I know, it's not your bag. I do still have that place by the beach.
[He stretches out his legs, crossing them at the ankle.]
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[They have. Even with what he's never remembered, he feels the weight of a history behind him now. Something as close to settled as he's ever really come.]
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[Her hand tightens around his.]
I get more and more antisocial as the years pass. In another, I'll be thirty. Will you still love me when I'm old?
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I've never mentioned my thing for older women?
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[She almost leans towards him]
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If you get bossy? [A smile, and he turns in toward her, a little.] I'll love you when you're thirty and antisocial. Even if you want to turn into a recluse.
[Saya it is so rare that a spider joke presents itself that easily.]
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Oh, a joke.
[She says that, and it's not really dry, not when she sounds just so slightly pleased.]
I mean bossy in bed. And by bossy, I really mean maybe I should be a dominatrix sometimes.
[Now she's teasing him.]
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[He enjoys the teasing - teases back without hiding that he'd clearly enjoy other things, too. But he's not only thinking about that.]
Bossy's an insult of a word. It sounds like a toddler having a tantrum. Nobody calls a man bossy, but when a woman knows what she wants? [He pauses.] That's smart, and sexy. Not bossy.
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[She's not, really.]
I could be demanding. Precise. And very thorough.
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[She considers something for a moment]
There really is no hotel here that's better than my room in the Warehouse, is there?
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Depends how much mess you plan to make. Have I missed a special occasion?
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[Well, she doesn't make anything she considers a mess, anyway.]
No. It's hard to plan a vacation when there isn't anywhere to vacation. Time alone. Without work.
We're both very attached to our work, aren't we?
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You mean you don't get messy. [But he's twisted round to face her properly now, one knee tugged up onto the seat of the bench. They look like an ordinary couple, if anyone cares to notice - and that's something.] I took vacations back home. [Less than he used to.] Usually surf or ski.
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[She turns slightly, tipping her head his way. People will notice them because they're beautiful, together, because this isn't glacial anymore, from her side. Ordinary isn't exactly a description they might use.]
Well I didn't. My sister might make me take time off, for the holidays. No snow for skiing. Why go surfing?
[She means, as a vacation together.]
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I like surfing. And when the water's flat, there's something to be said for both of you being half naked and wet. [Truth be told, save for a couple of times with Cameron (one being the honeymoon) he went on vacation for the sports and his company was, largely, incidental. But the naked and wet part was rarely a bad thing.] I know, it's not your bag. I do still have that place by the beach.
[He stretches out his legs, crossing them at the ankle.]
I like hotels, too.
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[She shrugs. If he wants to go surfing, she'll accompany him.]
I don't think I could have sex there.
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No, my place, not your brother's. The house up the way a bit.
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Maybe if we've focused on each other for a while, you'll be able to focus on something else.
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Although the logic is sound.
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[She is always very decided in her needs. She doesn't make up excuses.]
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...Pick a hotel you reckon might run a close second. I'll get it booked.
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[She says, in a manner that most people (who are not Chase) would only read as vaguely pleased.]