"Yes, you are," James drawled in the direction of the other man, the words and the Brooklyn accent coming to his lips unbidden. And definitely not directed at Fuu, instead turning the insult at the man who flung it.
Then he looked down at Fuu, the sharp amusement fading from his face into the same blank that had been over it during their evening conversation, weeks ago. Other than his eyes, he didn't move.
"May I?"
Yes, she'd set up the 'date.' He had also interfered with her possible entertainment, so she could have changed her mind. Safer to ask.
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Then he looked down at Fuu, the sharp amusement fading from his face into the same blank that had been over it during their evening conversation, weeks ago. Other than his eyes, he didn't move.
"May I?"
Yes, she'd set up the 'date.' He had also interfered with her possible entertainment, so she could have changed her mind. Safer to ask.