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sugar_cycle (sugar_cycle) wrote in paxletalelogs,

A gentle touch at the back of Ren's ankle burned warm through the denim of his jeans and Kami grinned up at him before winking and delivering a reassuring if strangely tantalizing rub. There was no judgment or assumptions being made on her part but, if the shy young man did swing that way, Kami clearly thought he could do worse than to fancy Shae.

And, really, she was practically an expert on the bounty hunter and his perks, gun included.

"I keep telling him to be careful where he points that thing," she laughed. Then her hand slipped away from Ren and she leaned forward to settle her bowl back on the coffee table once more, not having touched much more thanks to the conversation change. "I'd like to see. If you don't mind?" Kami cast a sweet, dark-eyed gaze, heavy on the charm, at Ren in an attempt to gain his blessing. When he said nothing one way or the other, though, she grinned like a wicked pixie and hopped to her feet, scampering over to stand behind Shae's chair. Totally at ease, she folded her arms along the back behind his head and leaned way over to better see the sketchbook in his hands. Her chest pressed against his shoulder and she absently blew a piece of his hair out of her line of sight with a puff of breath.

"Oh," she whispered. A renewed smile appeared on her face and she leaned forward even more, one arm coming out from under her to point at a particular drawing. "These are great, Ren," she announced. "I had no idea we had an artist like you in the building." Her hand shifted and she turned the page on Shae. "Oh, wow. Look at this one."