Communication

"Did you come here looking like that?" She asked cautiously, her words wavering out of the fear of knowing. It seemed he knew exactly what he was talking about, because he laughed and walked up to her, leaving about a few feet of space between them while he gave his reply. "No, darling, I came with a coat, I left it in my car." He rose his hand to her face and tucked one stray lock of her hair behind her ear, and then he placed his palm on her cheek. She leaned into his touch, her vision faltering slightly as her eyelids flickered close at his contact.

"I didn't know you were capable of such bloodcurdling threats," He whispered playfully, her eyes flung open as she registered his words. "My daring amazon," he continued, his thumb caressing her bottom lip, leaving tiny darts of longing on the sensitive skin.

"I was merely trying to get rid of him. He came to me against his own will."