Rhys knew it did turn into a walk of shame, but he didn’t want to admit that she was right. Usually he’d walk home happily, but being thrown out with no clothes didn’t sit well with his dignity. “You’re missing the point here, darling. It’s the walk of shame because of the morning, not the previous night. That’s a significant difference.” His eyes were following the movement of her lips. He was slightly mad at himself for missing out on an opportunity, but he was sure this wouldn’t be the last time they saw each other. “Temptation was the point, Fox.” Rhys winked at Sawyer. He did wish that she would take him up on the offer, but he definitely wasn’t going to beg for it or outright say that he wanted her to. They game they played would be less fun if they were completely honest with each other. “How about you’ll keep that coffee and I’ll get my own when we eat breakfast together? There are more pleasant ways of exchanging spit than sharing a coffee.” While he appreciated the offer, Rhys would have rather gotten fresh coffee as he didn’t know when she got hers. That and he could use it as an excuse for agreeing to breakfast. “Since your morning is already going well I should pay for your breakfast to make it even better. I have to pay you back for helping me out, don’t I?” he said with a smile. He was definitely going to use her liking seeing him shirtless against her later.
The roll of the bright blue eyes was one that conveyed a playful annoyance and masked the light jealousy brewing beneath the surface. The girl who tossed him out of the bed this morning was damn out of her mind in her book. “See, I’m going to say that the entire thing is a walk of shame”, she started with a smile, drawing her coffee back as they seemed to fall into that natural walking pace set by the mutual decision that the rest of the morning would be spent together. “See, it’s a walk of shame because the girl tossed you out, which makes the total experience just shameful. Now the experience you should of gotten was a little bit of excitement in the middle of the night before with someone who understands the situation. That way, it’s not a mad rush to get out in the morning and maybe even a little more fun in morning as a goodbye treat. Now that would be a stride of pride”, she explained thoughtfully, even attempting to plant a seed in the mind of the one guy that seemed to snatch her attention with this game and the obvious tension that dwelled between them. “All I did was point out a shoe and enjoy the show, buying me breakfast is not necessary”, and it took all of her strength to avoid making any more advances or comments regarding what could cause breakfast to be a real reward. “But who am I to turn down free breakfast with a handsome man?”