*Miranda kept smiling at him with that innocent, naive smile; so of course she never caught on to that double meaning or any other intended meaning behind his deal.*
Of course! Thank you for being so magnanimous sir! *She stepped closer to him, gloved hand reaching out and touching his hand.
All she could think of was her future and how this was going to be so perfect, and how she was so lucky to have suck a kind Professor as he..*
[Such a lovely flower this one was, he can't help but pull her a bit closer as he grasp her hand. It was simply amazing how innocent she could be considering she was in her mid-twenties.]
You're quite welcome, Ms Lotte.
[Forgetting himself a moment, he brought a hand up to push a stray strand of hair out of her face. The move far more intimate that he would have likely intended.]
*There was a blink, her eyes going a little wider with the touch to her hair, one of his knuckles had brushed her cheekbone just slightly. Those same cheekbones now had just a hint of pink because of it--
-- and because he still had her hand with his other one.*
no subject
Date: 2011-05-20 02:35 am (UTC)Of course! Thank you for being so magnanimous sir! *She stepped closer to him, gloved hand reaching out and touching his hand.
All she could think of was her future and how this was going to be so perfect, and how she was so lucky to have suck a kind Professor as he..*
no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 07:49 am (UTC)You're quite welcome, Ms Lotte.
[Forgetting himself a moment, he brought a hand up to push a stray strand of hair out of her face. The move far more intimate that he would have likely intended.]
no subject
Date: 2011-06-24 11:40 pm (UTC)-- and because he still had her hand with his other one.*
I-If..if you don't mind sir..I..m-my hand..