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Angelina Johnson (fiercebird) wrote in pandorarpg,

Angelina squinted at him, trying to figure out if what he'd just said was a compliment or not. He didn't seem the sort to throw compliments out, and his tone had been so matter-of-fact. Whatever the case, Cade was making it pretty blatantly obvious he liked the view, and Angie was still torn between being flattered and irritated.

"Bloody hell, Warrington, I know I'm on display here, but is it really that difficult to remember where my face is?" She wasn't sure if she'd meant it to come out as a tease, but her tone was certainly more cross than she'd expected. "Or maybe you need a better look? Should I stand up, spin around for you?" A few murmurs of agreement and encouragement sounded from around her and she scowled. She hadn't actually meant to say that, not aloud anyway.

She hadn't quite put her finger on the fact that he was irritating her so much because she actually was finding him far more attractive than the rest of her coterie at the moment. All she knew that that he was definitely rubbing her the wrong way. "Or did you want a bloody picture to take with you?" she suddenly tacked on, feeling like what she'd said needed just a little more...something.