He studies her fora long moment, searches her face, measures her words, before finally dipping his head in a nod. "Deal," he answers, as if they'd been bartering for this all along. Maybe, in some way, they had been.
"So, Miss Mills. Since I suddenly have my calender cleared for the rest of the evening, what should we do now?"
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Date: 2015-05-23 04:18 am (UTC)"So, Miss Mills. Since I suddenly have my calender cleared for the rest of the evening, what should we do now?"