[ emma can't quite look at him either, too embarrassed by exactly how distracting that brush of skin had been, how damn...flustered she feels. emma cullen is not a woman who often finds herself set off-kilter by a man, not one to swoon and blush and fumble with her words, but that closeness to faraday is near impossible to ignore.
damn it.
when he speaks, she manages a nod, tucking her hair behind her ear and reaching for a few more cards. she still feels flushed, unsteady, but she's certainly not going to admit to that. ]
Doin' just fine.
[ she gathers up the cards she can reach in a small stack, offering them out to faraday — though she's almost forgotten about the single card still in her pocket. ]
Here. I didn't mean to have them spill all over like that.
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damn it.
when he speaks, she manages a nod, tucking her hair behind her ear and reaching for a few more cards. she still feels flushed, unsteady, but she's certainly not going to admit to that. ]
Doin' just fine.
[ she gathers up the cards she can reach in a small stack, offering them out to faraday — though she's almost forgotten about the single card still in her pocket. ]
Here. I didn't mean to have them spill all over like that.