Just be myself. He made it all sound so simple and yet... it appeared like a daunting challenge. He had wanted her to be what she wanted to be like, yet she was by no means meant to be in this type of life. To know a lord, to know his home, share his bed, all of this. To now have a dinner with a child that belonged to him as well? Why did that seem like such a big feat when it was dinner with a child? He knew nothing of what to expect from her as she did him, yet it still seemed lile such a daunting task. Be herself with Razor and his son.
Lia looked up to his eyes, noticing the soft liquid amber that appeared when she was being sincere. He was trying, that much she could see. “What if being myself means I want to kiss you,” she asked in a faint voice, her bottom lip giving a small pout. “What if it meant I wanted to hold your hand or sot next to you?” She was so innocent and yet she knew she asked too much of him. He asked too much of her. It was far too soon to let the small laid know of their coupling, but to restrain herself from showing affection... it would be hard indeed.
Lia looked up to his eyes, noticing the soft liquid amber that appeared when she was being sincere. He was trying, that much she could see. “What if being myself means I want to kiss you,” she asked in a faint voice, her bottom lip giving a small pout. “What if it meant I wanted to hold your hand or sot next to you?” She was so innocent and yet she knew she asked too much of him. He asked too much of her. It was far too soon to let the small laid know of their coupling, but to restrain herself from showing affection... it would be hard indeed.
