He didn't want to pry so to offend her, but at the same time it was in his best interest to know.
I'd like to think we're best friends Margrett. It's the only reason we can work together. If ever there was any one you felt you could confide in, I would hope it's me.
He chuckled then.
That and well, it seems you're quite over me. Oh well, can't win em all.
He chuckled again, sighed before he took another swig.
You're humouring the dynamic, just a little. But I'm of the opinion maybe you're smitten with someone. You have been spending some rather elaborate time with her. A day on my Catalina does not conjure images of a fling and well, you are the ONLY person in town who seems to know she's even here.
So, call me a speculative ass; but I find it somewhat interesting.
He sat up then, dragged his chair around the table and slid into it, right beside hers.
Not that it bothers me and I really don't want to offend you in the slightest. You're my friend, I'm going to take an interest in such things. As you said - someone has to keep an eye on you.
He gave her a wink and then settled further back into the chair.
She shook her head, rolling her eyes again, but she shifted in her chair a little and smiled.
She's a friend. I like being with her, for different reasons than I like being with you. You're loud, obnoxious, cocky, and completely lacking in most social skills. She's quiet, kind, humble, delicate but strong. She took a drink.
Not to mention gorgeous. I don't know. I feel like I can be a little more...open. Intimately. Play around a little more. You don't often get the snuggling with one-night stands. I sort of missed it.
Grayell bit his lip and held his laugh. He took a swig and swallowed it, then another. He looked at her, still biting his lip... then took another swig. He sighed, patted her leg as a friend would and chuckled a little.
So you're saying you enjoy my company because I am a complete ass. Well thanks Marg, that means a bunch. But yeah, she's a knockout. So between being completely inferior to her personality, I am also uglier and have no bloody reason why you would humor me with your company.
He broke into a laugh then, that was damn funny. He hadn't taken offence of course.
Gee Marg, you'd think I'm not your type or something.
Grayell looked mock offended and glared at her with wide eyes.
Well well.
Firstly, you met the woman who 'settled' for me Blueberry and I can assure you, she's more than even you could handle. Settled indeed.
Secondly - I'm not all brute, all the time. If you fancy a man who doesn't care about your needs sexually, then perhaps you should be talking to Kerag.... or maybe Alec. I told you I'm pride in everything... and that includes my performance. Snuggles hah. You have no idea.
Her grinned then, perhaps she didn't have a clue and perhaps she never would. He understood Marg was the queen of no meaning, but the act for Grayell was never without meaning during.
That was a compliment, Gray, as backhanded as it was.
Though I'm glad I didn't deprive you of yet another opportunity to boast about your performance. If we didn't fight so much maybe I could see if you lived up to it. She was quiet a moment.
Kiko seemed like an amazing woman. Really, I mean that. When you see her again, apologize for me, that I stormed out like I did. Wasn't called for. I may be a bitch, but I shouldn't be impolite. She took a drink.
At any rate. I may yet find someone like that. It's good to put a few notches in your belt, but I've been thinking about it for a while.
Now he stopped. He thought for a moment, those thoughts went to the ring about his neck... but then he thought nothing else of it.
Hm. No Marg, I didn't boast. I'd just much rather be understood. I don't need to brag or to puff out my chest. You're my best friend in all honesty, but I'm not certain you'll ever understand where I'm coming from. Call me a brute... but I'm not that base. Not that physical. Not all the time.
He shrugged, he wasn't certain if it mattered what she thought of him sexually. Their encounter before he left well.. it was very physical but wasn't crude. I was charged and intense... oh well. She would think of him what she liked.
I will let her know. You'll see her again in no time I am sure.
But a while now huh? Could have fooled me in all honesty. I might have someone in my life and might not be chomping at the proverbial bit that is you... but it'll be a little strange if you stop being so...
Well loose I suppose is the word. You have a reputation to live up to after all.
His tongue slid to his lip and he grinned, he was teasing her.
Maybe I'm being too sarcastic, Gray. I know where you're coming from. It's simple, down to earth. I understand what you are and what you're capable of. I just don't want that. She leaned back in her chair, sighing, sounding a little exasperated. She closed her eyes a moment.
I'm not loose. In the practical definition of the term, maybe. But I choose who I do and do not get intimate with. No one woos me, no one seduces me. It's me who decides that. She opened one eye and looked up at him, smirking.
I still don't need anyone to have a stable relationship with. But maybe I want one. For the snuggles. I'll still have control of myself, I'll hold the cards, I'll decide. Maybe I'm looking at it differently. Maybe it's not so much giving up the card of...intimacy to someone else as it is letting them hold it out of the goodness of your heart.
She grinned under her hat.
I'm selfish. I know. But intend to give back as much as I take. If I can learn to do that.