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thatdarncat (thatdarncat) wrote in silverage,

"Oh God here he comes, oh God."

She didn't look at him - and she had to admit, it was difficult. She had heard that he was handsome, seen pictures of him on television and in the newspaper, but seeing him in person was quite different. She had never really been one for facial hair, but on Tony it looked rakish and debonair. She let her eyes flick to him for just a moment as he reached down into the water. Disheveled definitely worked on him.

A few drops splashed onto her cheek. She relished it - even the briefest release from this God-awful heat was wonderful. She pretended to be just a touch peeved, however, and gently brushed her cheek. With a slow glance upwards, she met his eyes.

She decided to play it cool. It wasn't a hard choice to make, seeing as all the other women in a thirty foot radius gaped and giggled in his direction.

"You're excused," she murmured, briefly looking him up and down. "Did you do well?" she added, glancing at the crumpled jumpsuit tied around his waist.