Pansy liked the attention she received from Kazim and that was that he’d hardly paid attention to at all. But she’d seen him looking at her, and she knew the depth behind the smiles he’d give her when they’d pass. The fact that he’d been so disciplined in making a move only made her want him more. Pansy had done her research on him as well. He came from a good line, and the way the store looked and the way he dressed lead Pansy to believe he had enough money for the lifestyle that she was used to.
She couldn’t help the smirking and teasing she’d done over the journals when he’d offered her his spare room. A smirk graced her features, this would be fun. She’d made sure to wear her shortest uniform skirt, with leggings and boots and the top that best showed off her small chest. She walked into his shop with a small trunk floating along behind her, as she shed her coat.
“Kazim?” She called gently, announcing her arrival before spotting him. She curtsied gently to his bow. “The pleasure is all mine, I assure you.”