A faint? No. Not exactly. The flash of bright white teeth did convey his understanding, which pleased her. She liked the sharp quality to his canines and imagined, for just a moment, how they might feel biting across her neck. She slipped her hand into his and stood. There was utter silence on her part as they left, a parting glance given to the table and those waiting to be seated who seemed pleased that a table was now free.
Moments later they were at a safe enough point for apparation and once that occurred it was game on. She didn't think about his atrocious writing or the fact that his next piece would be ripped to shreds by her sharp words. What Maggie cared about was filling the void Cal had left her with when he refused to be hers.
She wanted to fill the gaping hole in her heart with something fleeting, a brief, passionate something that would keep her pain from becoming too much to handle. Bradley was just too easy and she was thankful that he seemed to understand there was nothing too serious to this.
The moment they were within his private home she twisted her body to face him better and lifted herself up on her tip-toes as she drew him down by a hand on the back of his neck. Her mouth was hot on his, the kiss pressed against his lips hungry.