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Post by Brooke Davidson on Apr 16, 2008 18:12:29 GMT -5
Brooke opened her purse and pulled out the amount placing them on the counter. She tried to put on the choker but her hair kept on getting in the way. "Would you mind," She said holding it out to him and lifting up her hair with one hand. She knew that she might be able to get it on herself but it would be difficult and would probably make her look stupid.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 16, 2008 18:17:26 GMT -5
"Of course," Emilia said, smiling, his eyes sparkling, and taking the choker from her. He stood behind her, holding one end in his hand, and reached around to grab the other end, his arm brushing her shoulder as he did. He hooked the small lobster-claw clasp, "Too tight?" he asked, taking her shoulders and turning her to the mirror. He looked at her through the mirror over her shoulder, his hands still resting there lightly.
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Post by Brooke Davidson on Apr 16, 2008 18:21:51 GMT -5
"No its perfect, what do you think?" Brooke noticed that his hands had yet to move but it didn't bother her at all as she looked into the mirror. He was rather good looking, Brooke thought as she looked at his reflection as well as her own, and the scar was rather dashing. Her eyes were sparking and her lips formed a perfect smile as she waited for his response.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 16, 2008 18:29:43 GMT -5
Emilian looked at her, examining their reflection. His eyes trailed down and caught on his left hand, his scars standing out brightly to his eyes. The smile left his face and he took his hands from her shoulders, smoothing her hair down her back. "It fits you very well, the heart falls perfectly." It dangled just above her collarbone.
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Post by Brooke Davidson on Apr 16, 2008 19:01:09 GMT -5
Brooke turned around not caring that there was almost no distance between them her hand going up to the heart. "Thank you." She smiled at him and reached out with her other hand to touch his arm, "You've been wonderful." She planned on seeing more of him in the future but she also wasn't planning on leaving any time soon.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 16, 2008 19:07:43 GMT -5
"How could I give bad service to such a beautiful client?" he asked, his smile coming back. He wouldn't kiss her, even though he didn't pull away from her. Emilian tucked his fingers in his pockets, his one hand slightly uncomfortable with the positioning. It was tolerable, though, to keep him from kissing her, he had promised Adara.
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Post by Brooke Davidson on Apr 16, 2008 19:15:41 GMT -5
Brooke laughed softly "Oh I'm sure that you could have been simply terrible if you wanted to." She knew that even the nicest people could be terrible when they wanted to be. She bit her lip lightly to stop the laughter, she was having fun, more fun then she usually had when shopping by herself.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 16, 2008 19:20:00 GMT -5
Emilian let out a deep, low chuckle, "I suppose, but I don't see why I would want to be terrible to you. Why would I want to scare away my first customer?" he asked, his eyes falling down to her teeth on her lip, his own parting slightly with yearning to meet them. No, he didn't want to, but backing away seemed impossible, especially when they were so very close to touching.
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Post by Brooke Davidson on Apr 16, 2008 19:24:59 GMT -5
Brooke's held tilted slightly to the side as she thought of all the reason's that he might want to be mean and scare her away "Well I have no idea, maybe I could have been disrupting you or come at a bad time, and I did ask for the owner when you were there already." Her voice was light and teasing and full of fun as she spoke.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 16, 2008 19:30:56 GMT -5
Emilian shrugged, "It's nice to know that I'm keeping my youthful looks," he joked. He was in no way getting old, although it could feel like it when he really sat down and thought about it. "You wouldn't be interrupting me in the slightest, no matter when you came in." It wasn't considered being disrupted to see a beautiful face looking at him.
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Post by Brooke Davidson on Apr 16, 2008 19:36:05 GMT -5
Brooke moved slightly closer to him closing the almost nonexistent gap even more. "That's nice to know," That way she wouldn't have to worry about it being a bother to come back and visit him again, something she planned on doing rather often. She looked up at him through her lashes and bit her lip again trying to think of something else to say to keep the conversation going.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 16, 2008 19:42:18 GMT -5
Back away, was what his mind screamed. Kiss her, was what his body said. Emilian compromised by staying put, not kissing her, and not moving away. "Has my service earned another visit?" he asked, though his mind had moved from back away to kick her out. His body was stuck chanting kiss her, and it didn't seem like it would be letting up any time soon.
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Post by Brooke Davidson on Apr 16, 2008 19:45:59 GMT -5
Brooke smiled "Of course I will." She was wondering if he was telling her to leave but decided against it or to just ignore it either way it got the same result. She smiled at him "I plan on being your favorite customer." Though that didn't seem like it was going to be that hard.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 16, 2008 19:49:38 GMT -5
"You'll have to work for that honor," Emilian said. "What are you going to do to earn it?" He planned to not have someone as his favorite, at least unless Adara was comfortable with it. It would just be too dangerous. The irony wasn't lost on him as his body moved on to suggesting what exactly she could do to become his favorite customer.
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Post by Brooke Davidson on Apr 16, 2008 19:53:50 GMT -5
"Oh I don't know, any suggestions." Brooke said sweetly and far more innocently then the statement deserved as she moved a little closer a hand resting on his chest. She wanted to know what he was going to do because it was quite certain what he wanted though whether he was going to do anything about it was still unknown.
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