"13 has always been my lucky number, even had a black cat once."<br/><br/>*He said as his hand lingered on her lower back slightly before moving away as he sensed the slight rise in her emotions but did not venture to sense anything further as he looked back over her form from behind, his eyes moving over her backside slightly as he could tell that she was a strong women...even in such baggy pants as hers. Hearing that she was across from him he could not help but to smile a little bit further. Moving to fallow her into the apartment he put his things down with a slight thud and took a look around slowly. Then back to her*<br/><br/>"Hmm can I look forward to any other home cooked meals then?"<br/><br/>*Walking towards the kitchen area he would see a small overhang and put his arms over his head as he tilted his head and watched her. Damnit he was playing with fire but he didn't get to where he was in life for not taking risks. remembering the brief moment she was on his lap with his hands on her hips, picturing perhaps his hand moving more over her curves he could not help but he grow a bit heated and had to stop himself less he risk projecting his thoughts to her own mind.*