[ Clay says in a quieter voice, watching the way she moves even more closely than before as she leans over and back again. He stands up then, carefully pulling off his jacket and draping it over the back of a chair. It's expensive, after all. There is no hurry as he makes his way around the table, carefully adjusting his cufflinks as he then fixes his eyes back on Cadence. ]
We seem awfully far apart, I think, for such a meeting. But you shouldn't have to walk to me in those heels- They look dreadfully uncomfortable. [ He muses. When he reaches her, he puts a hand on the back of her chair, swiveling it slowly to have her face him. ]
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[ Clay says in a quieter voice, watching the way she moves even more closely than before as she leans over and back again. He stands up then, carefully pulling off his jacket and draping it over the back of a chair. It's expensive, after all. There is no hurry as he makes his way around the table, carefully adjusting his cufflinks as he then fixes his eyes back on Cadence. ]
We seem awfully far apart, I think, for such a meeting. But you shouldn't have to walk to me in those heels- They look dreadfully uncomfortable. [ He muses. When he reaches her, he puts a hand on the back of her chair, swiveling it slowly to have her face him. ]
Why don't you sit on the table for me?