Wow. For an entirely different reason. [Veronica pauses midstep to take in this beautiful comic book specimen. Nice jawline, seven out of ten on the hair (that can be worked on), and ... the rest. Oh, and he's not old like Kevin's father is old, so she doesn't have to feel as weird about observing him in his natural territory.
And that is what this is, isn't it?
She picks up her walk, striding over with purpose. To say Veronica didn't come prepared to shoot a gun is an understatement—at least, if someone is judging. She has on a typical outfit, complete with heels. If she's going to do this, she's going to do it the way she'd always be. For now, she's insistent on sticking to her style choices. That's important to her.]
Consider me punctual. And very annoyed by all the really unnecessary reminders that I am ill-prepared for this step in my life. If I have to define a bodyguard one more time ... [She rolls her eyes and then flashes him an easy smile. A flirtatious smile. Because of course.]
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And that is what this is, isn't it?
She picks up her walk, striding over with purpose. To say Veronica didn't come prepared to shoot a gun is an understatement—at least, if someone is judging. She has on a typical outfit, complete with heels. If she's going to do this, she's going to do it the way she'd always be. For now, she's insistent on sticking to her style choices. That's important to her.]
Consider me punctual. And very annoyed by all the really unnecessary reminders that I am ill-prepared for this step in my life. If I have to define a bodyguard one more time ... [She rolls her eyes and then flashes him an easy smile. A flirtatious smile. Because of course.]