She's aware, after a long second, of Mary Margaret clearing her throat and saying, somewhat bluntly, that she's going upstairs and for them to have fun, but all of that hits her as kind of a dull murmur, because Graham's there smiling at her and he's so stupidly handsome she actually feels a little weak in the knees.
What is wrong with her?
Her smile comes embarrassed and flattered all at once as she grabs her phone and keys and walks over to meet him. "Look who's talking," she says, giving him a look up and down. That shirt is...really good, and she can smell his cologne, just like on his pillows and sheets, and for a second her stomach twists sharply in desire.
"You look downright dapper."
She's got the hottest date in town, that's for sure.
It's a little confusing: should she greet him with a kiss, or what? She's still not totally clear on how to act, but once she comes over to him, everything just seems to fall into place and she can feel herself relaxing. "Hey. Ready?"
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Date: 2012-05-19 02:21 am (UTC)What is wrong with her?
Her smile comes embarrassed and flattered all at once as she grabs her phone and keys and walks over to meet him. "Look who's talking," she says, giving him a look up and down. That shirt is...really good, and she can smell his cologne, just like on his pillows and sheets, and for a second her stomach twists sharply in desire.
"You look downright dapper."
She's got the hottest date in town, that's for sure.
It's a little confusing: should she greet him with a kiss, or what? She's still not totally clear on how to act, but once she comes over to him, everything just seems to fall into place and she can feel herself relaxing. "Hey. Ready?"