She doesn't precisely take a step nearer, but there's a subtle shift of her weight and focus towards him, as if they're in a crowded room and she needs to lean close to be heard, and gives him a glance that might be called coy, if it weren't so amused. "Are you a hands-on sort of man, Mr. Bond?"
no subject
"Really."
She doesn't precisely take a step nearer, but there's a subtle shift of her weight and focus towards him, as if they're in a crowded room and she needs to lean close to be heard, and gives him a glance that might be called coy, if it weren't so amused. "Are you a hands-on sort of man, Mr. Bond?"