Send a symbol for my Muse’s reaction to yours unintentionally (?):
✦ - Rolling up their sleeves to keep cool, showing off their forearms
“I’M HOT JUST looking at you.”
Her body squirmed to distance herself from the heat already resonating from his, the distaste in her expression exaggerated in the little wrinkle over her nose. Despite the heat, she didn’t move very far. The initial discomfort of sun-bathed, leather car seats against her creamy skin had her moving in slow motion to settle into the car, a small price too pay with her level of exposure in tiny denim shorts and a thin, cropped tank. She eyed as he slid in beside her and had little problem sitting against the chair, his clothes as a shield. One could say her statement held a hint of jealousy, but at the same time, she couldn’t imagine being so covered up in such weather.
Whether it was the heat or the snarky comment, as she watched him push his sleeves up, a little rush of a different kind of heat washed over her from the inside out. Alyss didn’t hide it either. Curiously, she reached out to drag her fingers along the back of his arm, nails grazing slightly with a contented little sigh and a nod. “Better. But still, how you are NOT melting, I will never understand.”
