- Fri Dec 23, 2016 3:10 pm
#5379
The Quidditch player smirked tipsily, looking down at Evie and shrugged. "They'd be at my door if I made it public knowledge where I live," he said, looking at her. "But only on--excuse me, two now, know how I'm in bed." He brought a his beer bottle to his lips and took a quick drink. "An' I hope this'un comes back 'cause she's fun." He wasn't thinking about how it could make him sound. To be frank, he could care less right now. She'd complimented him; he was trying to compliment her. The "one" figure was more like it, but she wasn't supposed to know that. She'd think he was crazy. After all, she thought she was married to Trevor and had no recollection of a Kevin in her life.