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 Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 2:03 pm
Gently decided that tonight she was going to put effort into her look. She was actually excited about the date she was slated for, and wanted to look to impress.
She settled on a killer dark purple dress, similar in color to her outfit as General though even she hadn't noticed that one. She just thought the color looked good on her. It was low cut in all the right ways, showing off her back, her chest, even a long slit up its skirt that showed just the right amount of her leg.
Of course, it was still freezing cold from the snow, but she would just have to suffer it the brief moments she wasn't inside a car, house, or restaurant. This she was willing to do, in the name of looking good.
Her hair was growing out a bit, and she used curlers to give it a wavy, layered look. Hairpins kept it behaving itself. Make up was delicate, but pointed, eyes and lips given enough attention to, she hoped, look alluring. Her bright eyes certainly needed very little help in being noticeable.
She found herself drumming her fingers on the table in due time. She had tried to be fashionably late, but it seemed Tag had her beat in that regard. Or her training in the theatre just didn't allow her to be too late to anything, even on purpose. Either way, she was sitting there waiting for him, trying to pretend she was embarrassed when eyes turned her way, though she wasn't. She never did this, she noted quietly, and it was rather nice.
Really, though, she just hoped Tag noticed. And that made her feel stupid, in a way, because she wasn't supposed to care what he thought. She was doing it to tease him, that was her reminder to herself.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 2:46 pm
Tag loved going on holiday dates, especially Valentine's Day. It was the perfect excuse to go a bit unconventional in his choice of suits and not get any flack for it. Or he better not, because he looked damned good in a black Armani suit with a flamingo pink shirt and silk red tie. So good in fact, that it he had to stop to check himself out for a long time in the mirror before actually leaving for the date, which lead to him run a bit late.
When he got to the restaurant, it seemed Gently was already there waiting for him. He smiled, though all he could really think was, '********, she's not going to be happy with me.' He walked right past the hostess - without even checking out her a**, he knew better than to do so now - and sat at the table with Gently.
"Sorry I'm late," he apologized. "I hope you weren't waiting too long. I don't want to be the schmuck who made the most gorgeous girl in the restaurant wait."
There was another girl at a table behind Gently who was wearing a dress so small and tight her breasts were practically bursting out. It was difficult to not be distracted, but Tag did his best and set his eyes where they were supposed to be. On Gently's chest - er, her eyes. Right. Her eyes.
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 1:56 pm
"Well, you've certainly come prepared with compliments. I'll let it slide this time, but you'll have to make it up to me." She smiled at him beautifully, eyes looking him over appraisingly.
He certainly knew how to wear a suit.
"What took you so long to get here, then? I hope you have a good excuse for leaving me, at the very least. And don't say you were dolling yourself up. I won't buy that for a second."
She was pretty sure he went to sleep like that, and woke up just as immaculate.
She grinned at him teasingly.
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