Well, they had been seen going into the closet, most likely. Which meant someone was probably waiting to see when they came out again.
They could wait.
Emma was going to kiss Jack back, hungrily, her fingers sliding up his arms and into his hair. "Now, if you're done with my interrogation, Mr. Priest," she managed breathlessly once they'd parted. "I think you should fuck me."
It would be mean to shatter their illusions that Jack was just her boytoy.
Re: Mingling
Date: 2012-12-27 10:05 pm (UTC)They could wait.
Emma was going to kiss Jack back, hungrily, her fingers sliding up his arms and into his hair. "Now, if you're done with my interrogation, Mr. Priest," she managed breathlessly once they'd parted. "I think you should fuck me."
It would be mean to shatter their illusions that Jack was just her boytoy.