efore they had needed each other, used each other to escape what life had thrown at them. They played pretend, a fantasy tryst to ignore reality. They were like two rogue celestial bodies caught in each other's orbit, never seeming to be able to break free long enough to escape. Perhaps for a while, centuries even, but somehow they ended up back circling one another; always fighting against the pull of the other. So, here they were again, locked in whatever this was that they seemed to always default to.

Even now, when she had moved away from him, he was compelled to close the gap. Those striking blue eyes of hers watched him with a cold detachment as he so casually stood and made his way to her as she had rebuked him for thinking he had any influence on her development. Andras was the only man that Eve could recall with the ability to cause her to raise her defenses then melt them away just as quickly. He had vexed her. His words had given her pause leaving her to wonder what regard he had had for her centuries ago and what exactly he expected to find when he sought her. Somewhere deep, where she had bottled up the hatred and agony, Eve could not help speculating what he had saw all those years ago when he looked at her.

Eve held her ground as he invaded her space, pressing in to her but not touching her. Andras had pinned her in between his body and the rail as she shifted off the railing to stand up straight. She had forgotten how tall he was in comparison to her as she was forced to tilt her head up to look him in the eye. Eve had always felt lithe next to him. Her expression darkened laced with the sudden tinge of desire when he rested his hand on the rail behind her leaving the gap between their bodies more imaginary than existence. The tension was palpable, electric, a jolt of wanton lust and a stronger instinct to close the gap. Eve would deny him that pleasure because these were their games; their disingenuous existence. Even when Andras tucked the loose strand of hair behind her ear, her breath caught for a second.

The vivid memories are their nights together came flooding back, the feel of his bare skin against hers and the taste of his kiss. Eve shifted closer to him, the gap now so minute she could feel the heat of his body and smell the scent of his skin. Andras purred his platitudes to her and she merely offers him an incredulous hmpft. "Spare me..." She says so dismissively in a voice barely above a whisper and added a flick of her wrist to punctuate the statement. The game had been shattered so easily with so little disregard by his comment and she was not so inclined to ignore it. But when the waiter interrupts and the subject changes, so does her demeanor.

His comment earns him a salacious smirk that curves her sanguine hued lips. "Promises..." she purred to him, the word heavily laced with anticipation. Though, her brow raises as he continues. It wasn't about money and it wasn't about the things he could do to her should be bed her. It was about power; it was about connections. "I have more money, Andras, than I could spend in three life times... you, well you are good in bed and I will thoroughly enjoy you when we get there but it's not enough to get you want you want... We can discuss compensation later..." she murmured the words seductively despite their blunt nature.

Eve wanted her cake and to eat it too. She wouldn't compromise after all that she had fought to achieve just to give it up to another man for sex and money. Eve did have standards after all. Still, when he brushes her lower lip with his thumb, she vibrates under his touch and her lips part ever so slightly on instinct. She closes the gap between them, shifting so that her lithe body was pressed against his. Her expression turns wicked at his suggestion of reminding her on the table. "Mmm... I don't think Caera would care much for us sullying her table... it might scare away her shy clientele. We wouldn't want that now we would?" She purrs the words to tease him. "I suppose I could put off my evening plans until later... for something a little more stimulating."

"Talks like this"