- 01 Aug 2019, 07:00
Viola's face soured.
"Yeah, but no I'm married, so I don't do the whole 'drunk hook up' thing." She looked away again. Maybe not, but she definitely did do the 'sleeping with my husband's cousin' thing.
She shook her head, and then looked over to him.
"See, this is the thing with you. I know what you're doing, or...what you're trying to do. You're trying to get in bed with me, and you know what? I don't even blame you for trying. But let's just look at it objectively, shall we? You said I didn't have to if I didn't want to, but clearly you've been having thoughts about it. So instead of being an Iver man and being confident and charming and determined, you're over here with your meek little self and weak compliments. Alcohol isn't enough to just have me; even the guys from the bars didn't just shyly ask me to share a shandy. The only exceptions to the rule was Levi and you. And do you wanna know what's fun about those experiences? Because you both just looked at me like a sex goddess, mouth agape with awe as I straddled you. But that's not what I'm here for in the long run."
"I'm not gonna sleep with you if you keep coming at me with this nervous puppy dog look. I keep telling you that the thing that really turns me on is the intense look of sheer desire and passion, someone hunting me, wanting to chase me. I keep telling you that you have the potential to do that to me, but you keep digging your heels in the ground saying 'stop trying to change me, I'm not like them, let me be me blah blah blah blah'. Yeah? Well this is me, and I like to be chased and lusted after and if you can't do it, then you don't get it. So if you can't be bothered to put the effort in, I can't be bothered either!"
With that, she turned away, arms folded.