“Well, as you can see. . My hands are empty, and not a single bit of chaos was caused by the likes of me. Am I allowed to walk free? Or did my dear friend simply come here to work up a chat with little ‘ol me?”
She flashed a toothy grin, dropping her hands to her hips. Easy to see he was relaxed.
“You got a problem with Sunday, or something?”
“D’awwww. . . You really don’t trust a face like this one?. . . I’m a bit hurt in all honesty, cariño. .”
The woman simulated offense, a single placed hand on her chest, the brows softening.
“. . I’m a woman of my /word/, I’d never leave a man behind, as the saying goes.”
A kiss?. .
The brunette took a very dramatic second before she open her lips to speak out why she paid him a visit.
“Thought you’d be interested in analysis work. If it goes as planned? your set of skills and heavy muscle could provide useful long term.”
“Ooooo. . Pushy, are we?”
The canine stood where she was tall and confident. Her expression never shifting from her usual smug, half-lidded look she wore.
“Can’t a girl become curious with the certain people without being treated as a common criminal.”
A wider grin.
✛
The canine lifted her gated walls slightly, her shoulders relaxed from their squared position.
Eyes focused on the blue vixen’s sea green colored orbs.
“What would you like to know?”
