<b><a class="link link--internal" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=84757&amp;pid=2043307#pid2043307">Arthur Connington</a></b><br/><b>Location:</b>The Bistro, semiprivate booth.<br/><b>Tag:</b>Cassie Gutierrez.<br/><b>Time:</b>Mid evening.<br/><br/>"I have a good imagination, I guess" Arthur shrugged, admitting that there wasn't much of a mystery to it. He had a knack to create enticing stories that people loved to read, maybe he wouldn't win any prizes or some could call his novels cheap thrills, but he didn't really care. He put effort into them and people loved his novels, she loved his novels. The momentary memory had him scratching the ring finger of the left hand once more, but it was just a moment.<br/><br/>"You are right, I wouldn't say I feel calm, but I'm not exactly nervous" Arthur agreed. Seeing her wonder how would he write her character, how he thought she could react in a romance novel, Arthur smiled. That he was a bit more familiar with, that dance that people did, testing the limits, seeing how far they could go without breaking the formalities. The what ifs, the hypotheticals, the do you imagine... All those forms of showing interest but being a bit guarded at the same time.<br/><br/>Curiously enough, it was Cassie the one that seemed nervous, ending her second drink and talking quick. Arthur finished his Old Fashioned while she talked about wishing a slow dance, while Arthur had made his mind about the prize. "I'd say that Cassie would like to give a naughty prize, endless possibilities opening up in her mind for the readers to enjoy" Arthur said, pausing briefly. "But then, perhaps not wanting to make a mistake or scare the gentleman she's with, she would end up choosing something nice. Have to build anticipation on the readers after all" he joked, wanting to see what Cassie ended up picking, his heart beating a bit faster.<br/><br/>Cassie opted for a kiss in the cheek, even if her fingers on Arthur's nape were close to suggest that it could have been something more. She was adorable, both cute and surprisingly forward. Cassie had the advantage of youth, so she could be charming and beautiful, innocent and dainty, but also terribly tempting and absolutely enticing at the same time. Arthur didn't know how far could he go, but he knew that he wanted to feel her closer.<br/><br/>"I did like that prize, but I think we can do better" Arthur said, getting up and taking Cassie by the hand with him. They were standing just next to their booth as Fly Me To The Moon ended, giving way to Killing Me Softly. "I can't write us a jazz trio, and we don't need any other dancing couples, but I can give you that slow dance you wanted" he said, inching their bodies close, his hands resting on her hips. Arthur now would write how Cassie surprised by it could back off, saying that she was sorry and running into the night, creating a mystery for his readers. But what he wished was quite far away from that.