As she leaned closer to him, he raised an eyebrow in wonder, because normally women would not be so close to him. Not that he could complain at all that she wanted to be close to him, why should one also complain about having a beautiful woman so close. He heard her words clearly, and it made him think a little as he looked at the glasses on the table, and briefly went to the two bottles. A whiskey and a wine bottle "It takes a lot to kill me" he replied jokingly as he sent her a wide smile.
He quickly opened the wine bottle and filled one glass. He was a little unsure whether to pour wine for her, or if she didn't drink alcohol at all. Until he intended to ask her about it, he chose to remain silent, which he allowed to taste the wine. Nash did not remember at all whether it was a good or bad wine but as he got a big tear he agreed with himself that it was good gas. As he heard her questions, he put the glass down on the table and walked over to her. His gaze rested on her as he sat down on the edge of the large table in front of the couch "It's a pretty natural thing to be sure of when you're just a pretty fine thunderbird,"he said, slightly flabbergasted, he let a wide smile grow on her face, and he winked at her. As one more question could be heard from her, he thought a little. But quickly grabbed her neck with one hand, just to draw her a little closer to him "Your life is not so important to me dollface..."he whispered against her face as he held her eye contact slightly as if he purposely stroked her fingers over her neck.
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