the man who only asserts himself at (thirty) has a
b a l a n c e d idea of what willpower and fate have each contributed
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A smile curved upon her lips; a smile that stretched from ear to ear. A challenge for Jessica. She had eluded Chris and Jill and even the BSAA this entire time. "Oh, yes. I do. It could be easy or it could be hard."
It was his call. Jessica would at least be that generous. She’d give the gentleman the option this time. "You could forget you either saw me or you can go back to whoever it is you work under and tell them you were bested by little oh me."
A mirthful small upon the woman’s lips offered only that of a challenge. She knew what he had to do— and she wasn’t going to be taken into custody so easily. Even despite her efforts, he already knew her face before she could even tell a pretty white lie.
’Oh, easily, I would hope. I’m not leavin’ till I’ve got you in cuffs.’ Words are met with a thin, tight grin. He isn’t one to give in so simply. So if it’s a challenge this woman was willing to put, then so be it.
’You can come with my peacefully, or you can get yourself into a scuffle.’