RE: Eyes Like Sinking Ships - Camilla Prewett - February 7, 2021
Camilla's heartbeat quickened. "Oh?" she said, voice lowering in response to his own, "Did you have any examples in mind?"
RE: Eyes Like Sinking Ships - Fitzroy Prewett - February 7, 2021
"Rather vivid, I must confess," Fitz returned. The flirtatious glint in his eyes was now bordering on predatory.
"I fear, though, that they are not suited to such public a location as this," he added, gesturing with the hand that clutched hers to the ballroom around them. Fitzroy Prewett had always enjoyed a waltz, but this one was proving particularly diverting.
RE: Eyes Like Sinking Ships - Camilla Prewett - February 7, 2021
What did a young woman do in this situation?
Camilla smirked at Mr. Prewett. "Well," she said, like it was settled, "We really will have to meet another time, then."
RE: Eyes Like Sinking Ships - Fitzroy Prewett - February 7, 2021
In more relaxed company, Fitz might have groaned—a combination of anticipation and disappointment. Instead, he just let out a bemused exhale as the song ended and he waited just a beat too long to step back, to release the woman before him.
"You must count on it, Miss Zabini."
RE: Eyes Like Sinking Ships - Camilla Prewett - February 7, 2021
The song seemed to Camilla to end too soon - she really enjoyed Mr. Prewett, who was handsome and flirtatious and fun. Still, after he released her, she took a step back and smiled at him. "Well," Camilla said, "I'll see you soon, then."
She was sure she could arrange things just so, if she put her mind to it.