She looked down, almost blushing. She wasn't the easily embarrassed type, but...she couldn't even explain it. He just seemed so willing to pick on her, something she wasn't quite used to. Normally people, especially men, are willing to do anything to please the pretty girl. But he didn't care if she was attracted to him or not. He seemed more than willing to be 'himself' around her, whatever that meant. It kind of pissed her off, but she loved it. It made him even more different from the other men, more...unique. And she would find her way to his heart, no matter what.
She looked back at him, no longer caring that she was staring too much. "It's much better than I thought. And I slept fine, thank you." She grinned, watching him stretch, all the muscles in his torso flexing. She purred out of delight, a reaction completely involuntary to her. She didn't know why it happened, but it was generally the detector to her next target. She already knew he was her next...victim, but that just made her believe it more.
Yes. This would be interesting.
She just had to stick with it. She had to not give up.
He welcomed her over, and she wasn't going to deny the opportunity. She grinned wider, her face lighting up in delight. Was he finally starting to enjoy her company? Or was he just a tease? Or was she just kidding herself in thinking he was actually any sort of interested? No. She shook that last thought from her head. He had to be a little interested, otherwise he wouldn't have let her stay in his house for the night. Sure it wasn't in his bed (where she would have liked it to be) but at least it was something.
She lay next to him, propping her head in her hand and continued to stare. He really was beautiful, in the way only a muscular man can be. Her eyes trailed from his good eye, downward to his chest, to his abs, and back up. She took note of each scar, tracing them with her eyes. When her eyes met his again, she held the gaze, smiling gently. "You are a very handsome man." She said it as sweetly and delicately as she could, hoping the statement wouldn't shock him too much. She figured he already knew, but it was always a nice thing to hear. "I have another quick question. When we first met, why were you so...closed minded? Why did you want nothing to do with me? I mean, I'm sure you still are, but not nearly as much as you had been. I am only asking because...because you are the only man who has ever...EVER done that. I would like to hear what you first thought when seeing me."
