... Now, that is patently unfair. Faraday huffs out a sharp breath, glancing away in a frankly pointless attempt to hide the coloring of his cheeks.
Thorny bastard, Faraday thinks to himself, even if he feels a flash of warmth work its way down his spine.
Faraday doesn’t turn Jack around just yet; instead, he looks back over his shoulder, at the road leading back to the town in question. If they head back now, they might make it back before sundown – if they head back. Faraday’s still not entirely sold on the idea, even if Vasquez is slowly but surely swaying his opinion.
He glances over at Vasquez, and he flashes the other man a small, knowing smirk.
“I dunno,” he says slowly, drawing a hand down his beard, though he does nothing to conceal the sly spark in his eyes. “Maybe I wanna hear you beg. D’you ever think of that?”
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Date: 2018-02-26 11:54 pm (UTC)Thorny bastard, Faraday thinks to himself, even if he feels a flash of warmth work its way down his spine.
Faraday doesn’t turn Jack around just yet; instead, he looks back over his shoulder, at the road leading back to the town in question. If they head back now, they might make it back before sundown – if they head back. Faraday’s still not entirely sold on the idea, even if Vasquez is slowly but surely swaying his opinion.
He glances over at Vasquez, and he flashes the other man a small, knowing smirk.
“I dunno,” he says slowly, drawing a hand down his beard, though he does nothing to conceal the sly spark in his eyes. “Maybe I wanna hear you beg. D’you ever think of that?”