Jamie was still staring. And, quite frankly, it was all really awkward. He hadn't really meant it that way. He didn't think he did, anyways. No. He was sure he hadn't meant to proposition her in such a way. There would be expectations then, expectations he wasn't sure he could offer or that she would even want. Who would want such a thing from a man like him anyways? With a job that could leave him dead more likely than he was to come home every night, what woman would want such a thing?
Her talking broke him from such thoughts and he cleared his throat and mentally shook himself to break the awkwardness of the situation. "The couch," he started, mind still a bit befuddled by what he'd previously said, "Of course. Just.. next time, if there's a next time, maybe try being quieter. But the couch is always open."
Her talking broke him from such thoughts and he cleared his throat and mentally shook himself to break the awkwardness of the situation. "The couch," he started, mind still a bit befuddled by what he'd previously said, "Of course. Just.. next time, if there's a next time, maybe try being quieter. But the couch is always open."
Yay Bree Set!
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