STEPHEN:
damnable tease. the play of his name upon her lips. tease of a casual moniker as though they are friends. friends. stephen had friends in washington. zoe is a colleague, is competition in every beautiful and ugly sense of the word. stephen returns this light laugh to her with lilt of lips. ( it’s VAIN perhaps, to believe that this works. a smile. on someone other than zoe, it probably CERTAINLY would reach its purpose . but she plays the same tricks and studies the same trades. ) “ You know I try not to leave you disappointed, Zoe – ” dulcet tones accentuating each thick, scottish syllable. his other trick. a smile and an accent with a promise of more and stephen would have all that he needs. IF ONLY this wasn’t Zoe Morgan. ( but he enjoys that IT IS ) “ but what if i promise to make it up to you later? After you tell me where your client is hiding ? ”
❝ you REALLY think that’s gonna work on me ? i’m insulted. ❞ and yet she knows he had to try. she takes a step towards him, HIPS SWINGING ever so slightly before a finger lands in the center of his chest. ❝ what if instead, we just skip to the fun part and STAY OUT OF EACH OTHERS’ WAY where work is concerned ? i know you’d much rather be in bed with me than shaking me down for information you KNOW i can’t give you. ❞
