 Erin Jr. | | Dude! Nowai!!
"Sure you wouldn't," Erin said, teasing him still. She realized that Dominic seemed to be unable to look away from her eyes; a light pink tinge rose upon Erin's face.
"Nothing's wrong," she said, her smile fading, but still present. Erin hoped she hadn't sounded like there was anything wrong, because, really, she was fine.
"Now, how are you?" Erin asked again, dropping her hand over the chair. She found Domi's hand and linked hers into it. |