"I understood that even less!" But he likes kisses. (And would not mind being propositioned.) "Would you do more work here, again? Or just take a trip?
She relaxes back into the couch, having realized he's not furious with her or holding a grudge that she can tell. Paloma strokes his handsome jawline, the same as Henry.
"Edward, I'll jump at it if they want to send me back, but I'm broke. Intern."
He's sort of a baby, when she thinks about how simple he is to soothe and distract.
And about how stinky he is after performing and smoking. Paloma squirms under him, looking pointedly down... "Depends on him!! Climb off of me? Please?"
She leaves that thought in her pocket for later perusal. Leftover feelings of regret keep her from leaving his side, and stink or no stink, she lays herself across his knees to gaze wistfully up. "I don't know how I'm gonna hide this."
And just so it is her turn to wrinkle her nose and childishly scrunch her face, perhaps pretending to be him?
"Boss does." The playful facade fades, imagining the disappointment from Veronica at what she couldn't begin to understand. "If you do visit. It won't feel right to treat you like you're... barely a friend."
It catches her pants down (skirt down, considering current attire) and she laughs throatily, appalled at the suggestion-
"Could you manage?" Not solely to hide every piercing but to maintain the attitude! "But... I'd like to kiss you in public," she whispers, eyes sliding off his.
"Sure I could, wouldn't be the first time!" He laughs. It hasn't been for that reason, but of course he's impersonated his identical twin before, who wouldn't? "I've got him down."
She makes a good point too, being public about affections would make things a lot easier.
His confidence might be reckless and unfounded, whatever he claims. Paloma is also shaky in her faith in her ability to lie convincingly.
The more they talk the glummer she feels about leaving. Itts inevitability hits her again like a truck on a highway. She prods his belly button gloomily.
"Until you come and try it, I'll miss you. Both of you. I've never met anyone like you boys."
"Maybe we can get one in Mexico City? The boys'd be up for a vacation." (Does she know the drummer is male?) It doesn't matter how far she tries to keep him, he's not gonna give up!!
True, Jekyll had understood her cheeky invitation at their first dinner.
Paloma's ongoing fight against affection (very obviously playing hard to get) pushes her off the couch edge. She falls onto her shoulders, legs splayed straight up like a frazzled cat. The difference between a cat and Paloma is her falling skirt and wild cackling.
"If he's not there then you'll get screwed! Stop it!!"
He misses the honeypot on account of the flailing legs and heels threatening to kick him silly, but he lands a solid lick to the inside of her thigh; Paloma windmills.
"What about me, I'm fluent!" She wiggles and wiggles until her knees lock around his neck and she begins dragging him to the dirty floor.
She's only going to prove his point further like that! "Yeah but right now you're looking like an easy target..." He goes right ahead and falls, it's only easier to get a hold of her for a kiss.
Dammit. Improved from his flabbergasted offense at them keeping him in the dark about her departure, yet hazardous to dignity. How the turntables.
He's very hard to reject with a heart full of laughter and a pliant body. For a luxurious minute she lets them enjoy each other, no protests or tricks. Just a sigh and curling tongue.
"...If I visit you, when we're out together, without your boss around, we could actually act like we're together...?" Could they? Don't let this poor puppy down?
He acknowledges the contingencies before she gets to worry them in her teeth. She hesitates.
Not because he's smelly (he is) obnoxious (inarguably) aggressive (sometimes frightening), but he's said it in such a way that she wants to ask if that's how he means it. She swallows. "Are we? Together?"
"Aren't we?" He thought that's what they'd decided when he crashed that date. "I get it if it's just Jekyll, but that's kinda what I thought, anyway." That he isn't aggressive about it is telling, really.
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"Edward, I'll jump at it if they want to send me back, but I'm broke. Intern."
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She does a good job of making him feel better, stroking him like that. It's nice and outs him in a good mood.
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And about how stinky he is after performing and smoking. Paloma squirms under him, looking pointedly down... "Depends on him!! Climb off of me? Please?"
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She leaves that thought in her pocket for later perusal. Leftover feelings of regret keep her from leaving his side, and stink or no stink, she lays herself across his knees to gaze wistfully up. "I don't know how I'm gonna hide this."
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"Boss does." The playful facade fades, imagining the disappointment from Veronica at what she couldn't begin to understand. "If you do visit. It won't feel right to treat you like you're... barely a friend."
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"Could you manage?" Not solely to hide every piercing but to maintain the attitude! "But... I'd like to kiss you in public," she whispers, eyes sliding off his.
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She makes a good point too, being public about affections would make things a lot easier.
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The more they talk the glummer she feels about leaving. Itts inevitability hits her again like a truck on a highway. She prods his belly button gloomily.
"Until you come and try it, I'll miss you. Both of you. I've never met anyone like you boys."
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"I'll just have to come right away."
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"But your band! Shows!" Her arm locks in place to keep him at a safe distance, palm smooshing his chin.
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She laughs foolishly but won't ignore him. "Do ANY of you speak Spanish?!"
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He will absolutely lean right over her, on top of her even.
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Paloma's ongoing fight against affection (very obviously playing hard to get) pushes her off the couch edge. She falls onto her shoulders, legs splayed straight up like a frazzled cat. The difference between a cat and Paloma is her falling skirt and wild cackling.
"If he's not there then you'll get screwed! Stop it!!"
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"What about me, I'm fluent!" She wiggles and wiggles until her knees lock around his neck and she begins dragging him to the dirty floor.
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He's very hard to reject with a heart full of laughter and a pliant body. For a luxurious minute she lets them enjoy each other, no protests or tricks. Just a sigh and curling tongue.
At last... "Okay. Okay."
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Not because he's smelly (he is) obnoxious (inarguably) aggressive (sometimes frightening), but he's said it in such a way that she wants to ask if that's how he means it. She swallows. "Are we? Together?"
It isn't just fun, for him?
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