Heather Lisinski (irradiated_ants) wrote in ridgewayresort, @ 2010-09-01 06:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | heather lisinski, tony dinozzo |
Who: Heather and Tony
What: Heather was having a little trouble dealing what she'd done.
When: After the curse of the Seven Deadly Sins had ended.
Where: The Ice Room, after hours.
Rating: Low most likely
Status: In progress
She had not bothered to change out of the latest of her pajamas, that she had worn for a specific Italian. At the point she was in she didn't care who was out and about to see her and who wasn't. Her phone in her hand, as there was no where else to put it. Trying one door, testing to be sure it would open before she pulled to hard. It didn't surprise her when it opened easily.
Once inside she turned to twist the lock home. Once the brace was in place, a slow sigh parted from her lips. She didn't turn from the door, she simply leaned her forehead against the middle of the two. She ran her fingers through her hair, which she had taken the time to straighten to perfection before she'd gone to bed. Her mind had been in the place that said sleeping with a man like Tony you had to look good doing it.
Right now, only a few hours later, it was more drifting in the place that said 'how had that happened'. It wasn't as if she wasn't attracted to Tony, she was. He was a very... charming force to deal with. But she was sooo not his type. She knew that, yet still she went over there. The tiny part of her that was left clinging to someone else, felt crushed. In one quick move Allan was gone. Everything replaced with meaningless sex. She wasn't a meaningless sex sort of girl at all. She had tried and failed at it before. What part of her lust clouded brain had thought it would work again? A deep shuttering breath was drawn in through her lips.