She sucked in a breath between her teeth when he closed that gap even more than she had. What was it about him that made her brain what to short circuit and push him against the wall damned all who paused to take a look. It was a heady power. But still she didn't mind it.
"Probably a bit of the first. A little of the second. I want to feel normal again. To paraphrase so many songs on the radio, Love Sucks. And what it leaves behind... I can't say I am a fan. Before Thor, before the Robot... I was not with the same man, or woman, or in between, for more than two weeks at most. There were a few exceptions, I lost complete track of time with Da Vinci's ghost. More than once." With each breath she took in between words she took in his scent. And with him that close, the long false lashes made it obvious when her gaze shifted from his eyes to his lips and back. She liked the way him being this close made her feel.