She let him gesture her inside, eyes still locked on his face. “Cold,” she said. “Very cold.”
“I can assure you, if I am invited it will be anything but cold,” He smirked and took a step toward her, peering down at her from his lashes.
“You invited yourself. But I suppose, since it’s your shower, I can let you set the temperature.” She matched his step, licking at her lips again.
if you’re tagged it’s because I thought you actually /wanted/ to play with me and you’ve abandoned our thread. Please do me the courtesy of /telling/ me you don’t want to play, instead of passively ignoring me.
“The impression was made long since.” The laughter helped, easing the panic out of her system. “I’d better just have water,” she admitted, looking up. “Anything else and I don’t know what I might do,” she teased. God, he was warm. Once again it was getting hard to remember why she’d said no.
Tony brought his chin from atop her head but kept his arm wrapped around her, only wrapped a little looser now. He nodded to the waiter and tapped the table twice, indicating just a glass of ice water. “Coming up,” he smiled back at Summer. “Alcohol does have a habit of making people do things they wouldn’t do in sound mind…lord knows I’ve been there,” he chuckled again.
“Honestly, it’s irrelevant. I don’t actually like alcohol, but it doesn’t affect my judgment noticeably, either. I’ll do the same things sober as I would drunk. I let a clutch of frat boys dangle me off a balcony once in college, stone sober,” she reminisced. “I was, they weren’t. And they were the good kind, that took my ‘no’ for no and shut up about it. Damn, I miss them.”
“Oh, well, I’ll just go back home and take off my clothes by myself then.” She swiped her tongue over her lips, looking up at him through her lashes. “Your loss, since /I/ wasn’t planning any fun for tonight.”
Tony swallowed hard, watching the way her tongue moved over her lips. His thoughts drifted … “What, no? Maybe I am interested then … come inside,” he stepped aside, waving her in. “So … that shower … ”
She let him gesture her inside, eyes still locked on his face. “Cold,” she said. “Very cold.”
“Say the man who lured me into the /need/ for a cold shower and then invited himself into it. Dangerous. Are you going to let me in or do I have to stand out here all night?”
“Hey, you did this to yourself. You know you can never tell me to not to do something…yeah, I’m coming.”
Tony arrived at the door and opened it before leaning on the door frame. “I’m not interested,” he teased, flashing her his trademark grin.
“Oh, well, I’ll just go back home and take off my clothes by myself then.” She swiped her tongue over her lips, looking up at him through her lashes. “Your loss, since /I/ wasn’t planning any fun for tonight.”
“Waste of gas. I’ll fly. I don’t actually live that far away. Anyway, /you’re/ the dangerous one, not me. I’m harmless and innocent.”
“Your call. And me, dangerous? You’re insane. I can do no harm. It’s you who makes all the decisions.”
“Say the man who lured me into the /need/ for a cold shower and then invited himself into it. Dangerous. Are you going to let me in or do I have to stand out here all night?”
“Yes. As dangerous as that is.”
“I live for the danger. Would you like me to send a car to pick you up?”
“Waste of gas. I’ll fly. I don’t actually live that far away. Anyway, /you’re/ the dangerous one, not me. I’m harmless and innoccent.”
“Helios likes to take showers.” She sighs, with a bemused little smile.
“Ooooh…Hm. So my place it is then, hm?”
“Yes. As dangerous as that is.”
“My shower is barely big enough for two, much less three.”
“Wait- three?”
“Helios likes to take showers.” She sighs, with a bemused little smile.
She shudders. “Yes. Okay. You do that.”Tony grinned, albeit being slightly surprised. “My place or yours?”
“My shower is barely big enough for two, much less three.”