Less than an hour into the dance, Cecilia makes the executive decision to abandon her high heels. Stealth and speed needs must take priority over style. She steadies herself on Henry’s arm and kicks off her shoes, propelling them under an occupied table in the dining car. A blue, plastic wrench is tucked discreetly against her side, hidden in the fabric of her heavy, silken skirts. Now, all she needs is her target—Blake.
“Thank you for playing with me,” she says for the umpteenth time. “I know I can be intense.”
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Cecilia & Henry
Date: 2019-04-27 10:52 pm (UTC)“Thank you for playing with me,” she says for the umpteenth time. “I know I can be intense.”