REBECCA

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

++ leans forth to grab the beer and take another sip.

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

Well no one ever said Rebecca made good choices. If her life style and people she associates with weren’t enough of an indication of that. She loves makes bad choices … they always end up being so rewarding. Thomas observes her, eyes train go her leg, her movement and ++

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Shutting the door invites an entirely different atmosphere, sneaking slowly but knowingly in. They knew that this would happen and still choose to insulate themselves from wandering eyes. Isolation brings tension, a delightful kind. The type that brings hazardous balance, +

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

++ that she doesn’t make him nervous. “I liked thinking I did” she sighs dramatically and lets a long nail tap on the bottle mindlessly. The young McGrath states that he doesn’t mind biting. That it is actually fun. It makes her smirk, “good to know” she purrs and ++

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

« her tongue run along her bottom lip. “I work bite… unless you want me to.” And another sip of the beer is taken then before the bottle is set on the table. The briefcase is lifted and set right beside it.

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

Alone, door closed … there’s a shift in the air. Slowly, gradually the tension builds. Like it isn’t just a simple matter of teasing words. Rebecca observes Thomas as Thomas observes her. One leg of stretches slightly, foot rotating at the ankle slowly. »

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There’s an incessant impulse that drives at the back of his mind, desperately trying to goad Thomas into action. And breathed gratitude, even if innocent, certainly doesn’t ease the battle. He’s plagued with visions, all containing the woman before him naked and breathless, +

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

« The redhead smirks around the bottle. A hand disappears beneath a shirt and Rebecca has gathered in the span of the thirty minutes she has been around him that it is a tick. “Am I making you nervous, baby boy?” She leans back in the sofa, relaxing and letting »

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

++ “Cheers” Rebecca raises the bottle and tips it forth before bringing it to her lips.

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

He was the perfect mixtures, she supposed. Sweet and soft but capable of being so unpredictable, so naughty. It added to the whole vibe. Because somehow, she cannot explain why, this felt forbidden. Perhaps because she’s she was so close to the family. Perhaps because ++

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Surprises are something he hoards, holds onto until the perfect moment. Thomas holds his cards close to his chest, never giving himself away entirely. That’s been him since a youthful boy. Soft and sweet he is, though that isn’t all. Giving them all away loses the curiosity. +

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

++ the gentleman opens the door for her. “Thank you” she breathed as she stepped in. The family lawyer heads to the couch, sitting down and setting the briefcase upon the coffee table. Eyes observe as he comes with a beer for her and she takes it gratefully. ++

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

++ to open it. “A could go for a beer” she hums and gently taps on his chin. “Thank you handsome.”

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

Rebecca laughs at his words, a glint upon her eyes. “Ah yes but do you know what satisfaction did to the cat?” She easily replies, taking her glasses off entirely and resting a temple tio against her plush bottom lip. Oh he’s full of surprises today, isn’t he? ++

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That smile remains, trickling it’s way into the depths of his pupils and illuminating those warm tones of browns, but the sheepishness that teased at his brims has taken leave and charm dares to soar in it’s place as a silken voice responds. Her voice has skin erupting in +

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

++ “How can you possibly be so sure that I cannot handle it huh?” A brow quirks and tilts her head. She knows very well how dangerous it probably is to be alone with Thomas in a room. Away from all eyes. “Just for me huh?” She purrs and heads to the door, waiting for him ++

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

++ or maybe keep me company in there while I wait for her to return.” She gestures to the office behind him.

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

For once he doesn’t shy away and she thinks oh this could be fun. “Oh?” She says again, mindlessly licking her lips. “I’m curious about these other ways, Tommy.” She fixes her purse, the other hand holding a briefcase. “Hm… I don’t suppose you could have a look at it? ++

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Sunglasses are peeled from his visage, laying them upon the table and allowing him an unrestricted line of sight to the crimson-haired beauty. Rebecca’s words cause a greater surge within his stomach, a bashful chuckle slipping from a slender chest. “In more ways than one.” +

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

« mom here? I got some contracts she needs to look over”

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

“Oh” she says softly, chuckling and finds herself saying “you got quite the appetite don’t you big boy?” Filterless, thoughtless. She does not know what it is about Thomas, she just always found herself flirting. A second ticks by before she speaks again. “ your »

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Sheepish is the grin that rises, a hand slipping underneath his shirt to scratch at his own stomach out of nervous energy which soon envelopes him. “It’s my third plate.” There is a small supermarket down the street, a danger for him when they constantly make +

[REBECCA @boughtlaw]

“Not hungry?” She says as she appears, lowering her sun glasses slightly to show her eyes. A little smile settles on her lips as she pushes the glasses back into place.

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Thomas is sitting outside of Siobhan's office in the distribution warehouse, a generous plate of Huevos Rancheros before him and an open bottle of medalla light brought to his lips. He picks at his food, watching the trucks being filled.