“Sorry,” Dori offered blandly. “You just looked so pleasant when you realized I knew him.” The innocence of her voice battled with the thing she had implied and the glaze on her eyes. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “I can never tell when people are interested in that until it’s too late. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”
She let the moment pass, although she had a powerful urge to step forward and lay cold hands on the backs of Echo’s cheeks, to sap their heat.
“I work at the community center,” she said. It was a lie; she volunteered there on some weekends during elder events, breathing in the general age and repose of the place. “You wouldn’t see me unless you played Bridge or Bingo.”
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on 2014-04-12 08:06 pm (UTC)She let the moment pass, although she had a powerful urge to step forward and lay cold hands on the backs of Echo’s cheeks, to sap their heat.
“I work at the community center,” she said. It was a lie; she volunteered there on some weekends during elder events, breathing in the general age and repose of the place. “You wouldn’t see me unless you played Bridge or Bingo.”
Then, awkwardly late, "What did he say about me?"