"Hmm, likely," She did something that I wasn't expecting then.
She bit down on one side of her bottom lip and pulled it into her mouth a little, a look of discomfort flashing across her face as if experiencing pain. That's what it looked like at least, and I felt some kind of small victory.
The comment about this partnership "waiting" for me was a move on my part, but it came out of my mouth and I wasn't calling it back. It was the truth even if it gave me no satisfaction. She moved to pass me in the space of the pathway.
"Sorry, may I excuse first because my elder brother expects me to be in his office, for the paperwork and sketch for the project," She said.
"Would those be them?" I pointed to the floor.
"Yes," She dropped down again and started grabbing up the pages, the short black skirt she wore riding up quite nicely along her legs as she worked.
