[The creak doesn't register, so deep is Jill in the glossy pages of the catalog when Clive comes home. It is only when Torgal's cool frosthound breath coasts along the back of her hand that she startles upright, eyes wide in surprise as she shoves the book between her back and the couch, looking all like one who has been caught doing something against the law.
She was fully aware that he could walk in at any moment, what with her being the one to mention she had an idle inkling for an almond scone earlier and Clive, being the man to give Jill the world at any time, was more than willing to take a trip to the bakery and get her one. Yet Jill neglected to truly pay attention to the hour at hand, especially since she didn't want to be seen as some silly lass wishing for something she cannot have.]
Um... no?
[Even as the better liar of the two, she finds difficulty in doing it to Clive's face.]
[ It was curiosity more than anything that lead Clive to quickly dismiss his bearings to the side of the counter, moving at a pace nearly inhuman to close the distance between them.
Never was he one to pry, but with Jill's odd dismissal of it all, it had his eyes tracing her back and beyond to where the item had been so obviously hidden. ]
[She hopes he ignores her actions and brushes the situation aside much like how she's certain he's ignored the stash of indecent romance novels Jill's hidden under their mattress, but it seems luck is not in her favor. Clive even comes closer and looks to where she's hidden the booklet and Jill can't help but blush under his scrutiny.]
It's... silly. Laughable, even.
[While he's never laughed at her embarrassment before, she's convinced this will be the first moment of him doing so because really, wedding gowns? It's almost as foolish as thinking she could ever be loved as a person.
[ Oh yes, he's known about the stash due to Torgal's indecent rummaging, but will he ever bring it up? Never. This on the other hand, with its open presentation, had him feeling a bit more at ease to address.
Though, with her sudden avoidance, maybe this was also the same thing... ]
Laughable? Your interests are nothing of the sort.
[ He won't come closer than his initial foot or two, but he's not exactly retreating either, giving her the space she needed to feel comfortable. ]
But if it is secrets you wish to keep, then secrets they shall remain.
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She was fully aware that he could walk in at any moment, what with her being the one to mention she had an idle inkling for an almond scone earlier and Clive, being the man to give Jill the world at any time, was more than willing to take a trip to the bakery and get her one. Yet Jill neglected to truly pay attention to the hour at hand, especially since she didn't want to be seen as some silly lass wishing for something she cannot have.]
Um... no?
[Even as the better liar of the two, she finds difficulty in doing it to Clive's face.]
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[ It was curiosity more than anything that lead Clive to quickly dismiss his bearings to the side of the counter, moving at a pace nearly inhuman to close the distance between them.
Never was he one to pry, but with Jill's odd dismissal of it all, it had his eyes tracing her back and beyond to where the item had been so obviously hidden. ]
For your eyes only, I presume?
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It's... silly. Laughable, even.
[While he's never laughed at her embarrassment before, she's convinced this will be the first moment of him doing so because really, wedding gowns? It's almost as foolish as thinking she could ever be loved as a person.
Though, that has been proven wrong, hasn't it?]
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Though, with her sudden avoidance, maybe this was also the same thing... ]
Laughable? Your interests are nothing of the sort.
[ He won't come closer than his initial foot or two, but he's not exactly retreating either, giving her the space she needed to feel comfortable. ]
But if it is secrets you wish to keep, then secrets they shall remain.