Re: Well after 6, opening day
Simon watched her move about the small office, the slow, deliberate way in which she placed the painting down safely, looking for similarities that would speak of their relationship. His eyes rose to her own when she spoke again, the Spanish accent on some of the words giving them a decidedly exotic sound, one that both surprised and intrigued him. Twins raised so far apart and in families that couldn't be more different.
"Would you mind if I called you Olivia?" he asked quietly, "Even if she does like the colour pink, though I think it would flatter her nicely." Simon let out a breath, easing away from the door where he had been leaning, and then he simply opened his arms. "Come here. Please."