"Am I," she murmurs, still smirking. Which of course means that she knows she is and very possibly definitely planned it this way. Maybe it's like Priya had suggested, some need to feel sexy even post-baby. Maybe it's just that she's finally worked up the nerve to play it this way. Maybe it's that she will never stop getting a kick out of his awe-face.
Whatever it is, she's running with it. She moves to rearrange herself, swinging her legs around and inching a bit closer to him. "Is it at least the fun kind of evil?" she asks in a low whisper. (At this point she can't even believe what she's doing.)
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Date: 2012-06-07 07:33 am (UTC)Whatever it is, she's running with it. She moves to rearrange herself, swinging her legs around and inching a bit closer to him. "Is it at least the fun kind of evil?" she asks in a low whisper. (At this point she can't even believe what she's doing.)