by Elvyra on March 9th, 2012, 3:58 am
Elvyra recoiled slightly when she felt Turran's hand brush over her upper thigh, lingering for just a moment longer than he should have had it been accidental. She narrowed her eyes at him, and snorted, shaking her head. "I don't think it's his youth," She said scornfully, glancing at the amber-eyed man. "I'm younger than him, and I'm relatively sure I don't act as stupid as he does." She flashed her fangs at him again, unspoken challenge gleaming in the depths of her vivid eyes. She glanced at Turran as he continued to speak, catching his wink, she snorted slightly.
At Arcturus' words, she hissed, clenching her jaw as she looked back at him. She didn't need to read the true invitation behind his words in his eyes, it was plain in his smooth, silken voice and the faint smirk on his lips. What was it that the Aldaine brothers seemed to find so attractive about her? She was relatively sure that her personality gave no sign of wanting to be asked to the bedroom. "Thank you for the offer," She said, cooly, meeting his smoldering amber eyes, her own icy and cold, "But I'd rather not."