"Yeah." The breathlessness of his voice made Scott realize that he was leaning toward Ami. (Who's still recovering and pretty much a stranger.)
Scott pulled back, deliberately folding his hands in his lap. "How about, uh, I get us some food? Then you'll have some privacy to look through your stuff."
Ami managed a coy smile. "Alright."
He hurried to the door before his self-control slipped. Then the weird silver sculpture caught his eye. Scott scooped it up and returned it to his carry-on bag.
"What is that?" Ami asked.
Deliberately staying beyond arm's reach of the beautiful Brit, Scott replied, "Dunno. It's made of the same stuff as the metal marble, though. Look at it if you want." Realizing that his eyes had drifted south of Ami's face, he shook himself. "Back soon." He darted out the door and headed for the cafeteria.
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[Scott] Score!
Date: 2007-02-25 04:05 pm (UTC)Scott pulled back, deliberately folding his hands in his lap. "How about, uh, I get us some food? Then you'll have some privacy to look through your stuff."
Ami managed a coy smile. "Alright."
He hurried to the door before his self-control slipped. Then the weird silver sculpture caught his eye. Scott scooped it up and returned it to his carry-on bag.
"What is that?" Ami asked.
Deliberately staying beyond arm's reach of the beautiful Brit, Scott replied, "Dunno. It's made of the same stuff as the metal marble, though. Look at it if you want." Realizing that his eyes had drifted south of Ami's face, he shook himself. "Back soon." He darted out the door and headed for the cafeteria.
EXIT SCOTT