Liam wiggled the paper wrapped pastry. "Looks like we have a deal then." Not to worry, Father. It wasn't a deal with the devil, really, just a deal with one of the devil's favorite pets. So it was probably fine, wasn't it?
With a wink and a deliberate beckoning gesture of his fingers, he turned to go head to the table he'd eyed earlier, not looking back and simply trusting that the priest would follow him. He probably ought to be a little less blatant about the flirting, but uh, he wasn't going to. He'd already leapt from that precipice, and here he was in freefall.
He settled into a chair, setting the promised bearclaw down in the center of the table and sitting back to sip at his latte.
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Date: 2025-05-17 04:24 am (UTC)With a wink and a deliberate beckoning gesture of his fingers, he turned to go head to the table he'd eyed earlier, not looking back and simply trusting that the priest would follow him. He probably ought to be a little less blatant about the flirting, but uh, he wasn't going to. He'd already leapt from that precipice, and here he was in freefall.
He settled into a chair, setting the promised bearclaw down in the center of the table and sitting back to sip at his latte.