08-28-2011, 01:59 AM
Without apologizing, his grip loosened on her arm (though not by much). "You can't," he hissed, his expression growing darker. For a moment Reylin looked as though he might cause physical harm. The alarmed chittering of a metallic mouse caught his attention just before Aura stepped into his personal space. His gaze snapped back to the dancer in surprise, and his pale brows lifted in shock. Apparently he had a bigger bubble than most people . . . and he wasn't used to anyone getting that close. Not even Mach denied Reylin his privacy.
Sucking in a breath of surprise, he took a step back. The playfulness in her eyes made him cringe: another reason he detested other people ((don't take it personally . . . he thinks everyone has flaws)). "I never said anything of that sort," the male said quietly, finding himself partially trapped between the desk behind him and Aura's playful teasing. He looked a bit uncomfortable for a moment before his gaze hardened again. "You won't tell anyone. I'll . . ." Vos almost offered to let her see the plans, but then he silenced himself. Was it worth that much?
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