Re: Gavin & Rose
"You're a flatterer." She smirked, feeling the tension of him pulling her closer. "You can flatter me all you like." Her hand cupped the back of his neck. The moment took her over. The club fell away. Her caution was gone.
He whispered in her ear. "What would you do to me?" She didn't want to beg, she'd given herself into his arms, into the movement of the club. If he wanted her then he would have to suggest they hit the nearest apparition point. It would have to be his flat after all. Popping into the ballet apartments would not work out. She reached up trying to reach his neck for a kiss.