Astrid stepped off the lift relived not only to be getting off but to be leaving the company of the man with the distastful dog. An amused smile curved her lips at the frantic nature Goodfellow...Tristan used to push the close button.<br/><br/>His arms went around her and she leaned into him, enjoying the sensation of being surrounded by him. his quetion spoken against her neck sparked shivers to run threw her. "No." her said without thought, "Well maybe." she amended playfully. A sigh of pleasure worked its way up her throat and past her lips and she almost laughed at how her body made lies out of her words "yes" she finally admited tilting her head to the side inviting his touch as she leaned into him a bit more.