<div align="center"><em>Worked into an interesting corner...</em></div><hr/><hr/><br/>She could have cared even less about where his name came from, but Gods that did explain the handsome exterior to him. Thoughts of peeling his clothes off him to see what the rest of the package held was a little more than distracting. The steady want to see what his naked flesh looked, and tasted, like was so far in the forefront of her thoughts that he was inches away before her eyes turned to meet his. His body heat was hot, heady and she fought with everything she was to resist the urge to press closer. Leah swore his lips touched her ear as he murmured his plan to her. He was, indeed, helping her. Perhaps more for their equal benefit. She shivered, curving her lips a little as he stepped out of her personal bubble.<br/><br/>Amara, pretty name. She looked shy, and as nervous as a rabbit. Picking up a stray lock of red hair, she brushed the end of it over and over her lips- savoring the tantalizing touch of the silky strands. "I suppose that would work... Stay here, yes?" Leah command softly, touching the girl's hand. "I will bring you back the book." Crooking a finger at Kleavin, she beckoned him. "Come on then. Let's get those... Copies done." She paused, challenging him again and making her way away from the poetry section. Her hips moved in a tempting sway, the curve of her backside on easy display.<br/><br/>At the front, she joined the rest of the cashiers- motioning tall, dark and handsome her way to ring up his purchase. Realizing that she was willingly putting herself in one of their small backrooms, with a lock... With him no less. She felt an excited little tremor run the course of her body. Leah did not deny that, yes, she did want to see him naked... And yes, she would play along atleast until she got what she wanted. A free concert never hurt anyone... Did it?