Re: Loitering: Cat C & Reece E
Cat was perfectly aware that they'd had more problems when she was younger. She wasn't sure why, and she couldn't pinpoint anything, but she knew. Things had been really bad, and this felt much better, and she wondered that relationships could be balanced so precariously on precipices. Anyway, right, better. This? Was better, and she was comfortable on that couch. Hard, sure, but comfortable.
"I think I like the sound of being a sugar daddy better than being a sugar momma, and, let's face it? I already was that." Reece had come to her with nothing, and now he was a millionaire, so, you know, facts were facts. Did it bother her? Not at all. And when she'd minded the whole cougar thing? It was about her own feelings regarding her age, and not about his age at all. "You can tell your vast multitude of friends that I picked you up. You're cute, and they'd believe it." She knew he had issues with his friend-state, but she knew better than to think he didn't have people in town he talked to.
"You think about it," she said of the promised date, and she stood, even though he didn't. She smoothed her slacks, not caring that it was slightly obvious that she was slightly hard, and she reached down and toyed with his fringe one last time. "I need to get back. Lock up once you're ready?" Did her gaze drop suggestively to his lap? Yes, yes it did.