[He's been watching her run around in nothing but a bikini all day, which was pretty nice for him (and everyone else, frankly). More than once she'd glanced over his way, catching him staring, but there was no embarrassment to be found there: he'd just grinning and offered her a little salute with whatever bottle he'd had at the time, his eyes lingering here and there. Why not? She looks good, and she knows that he's into her. Why not stare?
Besides: protection means keeping her in his sights, so.
Anyway. Now the sun's set, and he's leaning up against a wall near the doorway. The party, such as it is, is in full-swing, and that's nice, but he's never been one for socializing. Instead: he watches and waits, and when she comes near, he stares down at her with no small measure of amusement.]
week one; wednesday night
Date: 2019-10-17 02:29 am (UTC)Besides: protection means keeping her in his sights, so.
Anyway. Now the sun's set, and he's leaning up against a wall near the doorway. The party, such as it is, is in full-swing, and that's nice, but he's never been one for socializing. Instead: he watches and waits, and when she comes near, he stares down at her with no small measure of amusement.]
Hey.
Bored with splashing around?