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Megan Jones (hotcrossed) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Megan knew Blaise at school mostly by reputation, but on a night like this, with some champagne in her system, she was in the mood to be a bit more outgoing. He didn't seem like the type that would ask her questions about her husband, in fact, he likely didn't even know or care about him, which was just fine. She just wanted to dance.

She shimmied from her current location and made her way down the side of the bar to Blaise's table. She flashed him a wide grin, her eyes bright and shiny with excitement and alcohol. "Hey," she said, lowering her lashes but flashing him what she hoped was a sexy smile. "I don't supposed I could convince you to come join me on the dance floor?" She tucked her hair behind one ear and shook her hips to the music as she stood in front of him, tilting her head towards the floor.

"You look like a wizard who knows how to move."