Oh he was handsome.
He looked like something out of a magazine or a movie or something. He was so handsome. How could he possibly stand to be that attractive? Wasn't it distracting? Did women stop him in the streets? And how the hell was he not married? Were women in this town crazy? Couldn't they see how gorgeous he was? And he was so sweet too. And his smile. Jeez. When he looked at her like that she felt her heart leap in her chest. Harvey was keeping her locked away to stay out of trouble. But what else could he expect from her when he left her home all day and hired the hottest pool boy to ever grace God's green earth?
Dallas flashed that dangerous smile of his and she practically melted as she handed the fuller glass over to him. He could have asked her for anything and she would have said yes. He could have asked her the location and combination to her brother's safe and she would have no hesitation giving it to him. He was just...so handsome. And charming to boot.
Miss, that's kind of youShe watched him chug the drink she'd mixed for him, watched the muscles in his throat quiver. But in order to not make him feel like he was drinking alone, she took a rather generous sip of her own drink.
No big plans for tonight, miss?"Please, call me Sophie. Nobody calls me miss." she giggled, tactfully avoiding the question as he took a seat on the lounger. The sun hat protected her face from getting burned - which was good because the sun was mighty powerful today. She could see the sweat beading on his shoulders and watched with sympathy as he held the cold glass to his forehead.
That shade of red looks good on youLike an excited puppy, she lapped up all the attention Dallas was giving her. She curled and uncurled her toes in excitement and wriggled a little on the lounger with delight. She knew the red was the right choice! Men loved a lady in red. There were even songs about it. Red was the color of desire - and that's what she wanted to plant in Dallas' mind. Cheekily, she bit her lower lip and leaned back in the lounger, letting the sun warm the bare skin of her abdomen, legs and clavicle.
"Oh, this old thing? I have been meaning to get a new one. Maybe in blue..." she commented casually with a playful shrug as she took another sip of her drink. Alcohol and the pills she took were not a good mix. But she didn't care what it did to her body - it made her feel good. And it meant she drank less. Harvey didn't like her drinking too much - he thought it was unfeminine. Of course Roxie could do whatever she pleased and he'd still think the sun shone out of her ass - but it seemed everything Sophie did was wrong.
Thank you. It seems your pool and the leaves don't treat me with as much kindness as you do meSophie smirked and downed the rest of her drink, placing the empty glass by the pool side.
"Well maybe I'll have a word with the pool and the leaves. Get them to treat you right..." she purred, playfully leaning forward by resting her elbows on her knees now.
Dallas was busy looking at the pool - and Sophie's head began to spin. The alcohol had hit her system along with the pills and she felt her cheeks grow red from the sudden rush. She heard the blood rush behind her ears and she brushed her hat from her head, running a hand through her hair as her tongue ran over her lower lip.
Do you work, miss? Model? Act? A pretty face like yours must be in front of the camera. Do you visit your brother for the pool? Or do you live here?Sophie looked at him for a moment, her pupils dilated and a doe-like confusion on her face. Sophie? A model? An actress? Oh he was calling her pretty. Dallas. Dallas with his big muscles, strong arms and warm eyes. Dallas with his charming smile and perfect teeth and...Oh, he'd asked her a question. Bashfully, she ducked away from him and let out a coquettish giggle.
"Me? Oh, oh you're so sweet. No, no I don't work." she closed the gap between them, leaning over to whisper to him. She slipped her knees between his to lean in closer and whispered in his ear.
"I do live here...Have my own bedroom and everything..."But he'd finished his drink.
Oh, eh...a refill sure would be swell - if it wouldn't be too much trouble, missBlinking, she pulled back and looked down at her empty glass.
"...What a wonderful idea! I need a refill too." she giggled, taking his hand and entwining their fingers as she pranced excitedly inside where the jug of gin and lemon squash sat on the table with large ice cubes in it. Having left the glasses outside, Sophie bent over to get them fresh ones, maybe lingering a little as she bent over. Okay, so she loved to tease him. After a few seconds, she pulled out two fresh glasses and filled them both with her strong concoction.
"I do live here, you know..." she repeated, leaning over the counter and lowering her voice again.
"But this next part, you can't tell anybody okay?" she reached up and held out her pinky finger for him to link with his.
"You have to pinky promise me you won't tell anybody." she was quite childish at times, especially when she was too high to properly filter herself. And once he had agreed to the pact, she revealed the truth to him.
"My brother Harvey? His real name is Harvey Wolfe. He's a gangster. And he doesn't let me leave this house." she leaned back a little so he could see she wasn't joking.
"Ever." NOTES: soooo excited! | WORDS: enough | OUTFIT: red bikini and sun hat!