Eve had been from one coast to the other in a short span of a week, and even that seemed surreal to her. In the days of working for Wolfram and Hart that sort of travel was easier... fast jets... realms of transdimensional travel, and the White Room made jet-lag something of the past. It seemed sort of pedestrian of her to travel through airports
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And here she was eating stir-fried vegetables in her bra and giving him that coy, playful little look...with him. Not with anybody else.
"I might be swayed into a bite." he finally acquiesced, walking over to lean in with a small smirk. "Or maybe just a taste."
He kissed her then, catching the tang of soy sauce still on her lips from her bite of food before he pulled away, settling back into his usual broody expression as he reached into her container and plucked out a snow pea sticking straight out. Popping it into his mouth, he chewed thoughtfully for a moment as he regarded her, then swallowed.
"So...you and Lindsey, eh?"
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For a moment he just paced, not saying anything, then finally turned to face her. "I'm just *pissed*, y'know? You *should* have told me...and not for that. I get that...you tryin' to do us both a solid, and he's yer ex. Yer entitled to still care." He paused finally advancing on her again, not with malice, but simple agitation.
"What pisses me off," he finally admitted with a growl, "is that I had him. I had him *weeks* ago when he gave me shit at school...and all I did was break his fuckin' nose!! I could have kicked the *shit* out of him, but I didn't have a clue!!"
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