02-13-2015, 03:14 AM
She jumped. Seeing him, Valentina plastered a smile on her face even though she knew it looked false, because it was. "I haven't ordered yet.'" And didn't feel like ordering, but to fit in ... "Why don't you pick something for me?" She leaned forward. "Make it look like a date?"
Her eyes flicked to the rest of the room as she slid the crumpled piece of paper across the table, to the faun. "You know, it's really amazing what you can find in old antique shops." Including fauns, apparently. She still couldn't get over the fact that he really didn't want her dead, didn't want to use her.
|