Marg. Seriously love. You tell me to lighten up, you react in the most delicious manner, we've had a few occasions where both of us pushed the other's limits. Sure, you've the upper hand. I turned you down a couple of times and it was fun. I enjoyed every moment of it. It's thrilling.
But if you're telling me that persistence simply isn't going to lead to ANYTHING, then why put myself through that.
Grayell sighed as he passed her. He still hadn't looked at her.
You turn me on Blueberry. But if we continue, I'm liable to toss you in an alley and have my way with you.
She wouldn't see it but she would certainly hear the grin in his voice.
You think I didn't know you'd turn me down? We're both playing, but I think you're getting a little more played than I am.
Persistence may have gotten you someplace if you weren't so cocky. Like that, what you just said. Instantly makes me want to tease you rather than let you go at it. And now it's a bit late for it. She smiled innocently, falling into step beside him.
Cocky? If only you knew. So tell me temptress, should I simply beg? Plead? If you're asking me to entirely compromise my ego well... then you're not quite getting the real me are you?
I don't think you're into sensitive men Marg. And I don't fancy being sensitive. I'm screwed up enough as it is.
He stopped suddenly though. He turned and looked at her. His eyes weren't entirely assertive and they weren't entirely lost. He smiled, just a little.
Look. I suck at subtlety. I'm a man. And like any other, I figure if I push my luck one too many times then I blow it. That goes for your rules too. You're making this quite complicated. I can match your pace, but just when am I to guess if I should kiss you or tease you again? At which time am I willing to risk a chance at success on the chance I'll be shut down again?
You want ALL the cards. I understand that, really I do. It's a need like any other and I have always been willing to fulfill needs. But it seems to me like you're crippling my ability to do much of anything.
If your intention is to emasculate me, you're on the right track. But you're going to have me entirely frustrated before that happens.
I like us. I think we're fun. I think we're also batshit crazy, but for whatever damn reason I seem to be stuck on you. I threw my last bone away. But shit, I still cant for the life of me get this right.
It seems like I have to change a great deal to woo you Margrett. But I can't understand why you'd want someone to change rather than just tell them no from the get go. Shit, I'd like to think I had SOMETHING that holds your interest.
Not asking you to change. And your persistence is holding my interest. Trust me, there's not a lot you can do at this point to change that. Either keep playing along, trying for the carrot at the end of the stick, or stop. Either way I had fun. And I think you did too.
Right now I have all the cards, because you gave them to me willingly. If you want you can take them and go home. But I'm not going to play poker with you, because it's too much fun holding the deck.
Last Edit: Sept 20, 2011 20:41:22 GMT -5 by Margrett
Margrett sighed and climbed onto a nearby rock, stepping up onto a broken mast that was slanted across it. She looked around for a moment, then pointed.
They're just downshore, heading for the river. She put her hand over her eyes.