New Orleans

[dirtyandtrue]

(Pick an Era - Matthew visits often)

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[dirtyandtrue]

"That is the best kind of plan," he said, adjusting his casual lean on the bar top slightly, hand over his own wrist to pull together a perfectly irresistible package of charm before sticking his hand out towards her, palm up. While it would likely be interpreted as an invitation for a handshake, he intended to turn her knuckles up for a brief kiss, after his introduction.

"Matthew DiVigny, at your service." Her hand was free to be pulled away at any time and he would let her do the withdrawing. "I'm here for much the same reasons." He glanced over at her friends, flashing them a brief, friendly broadening of his smile. "They look like a fun group to unwind with, if I may say so."

[imaginationswoes]

"I think so too." She agreed with a warm smile.

Airy glanced down at his palm and without thinking she slipped her hand in his. She felt her fingers brushing along his palm as if it was happening in slow motion. It hadn't looked like he was going to shake her hand and, while she had been right, she was surprised to feel his breath brush against her knuckles.

Warmth spread through her cheeks as she slowly pulled her hand from his. "It's nice to meet you." Airy heard herself speak but didn't remember moving her lips.

"Ah." She exhaled a soft huff of laughter, her smile returning in earnest as she glanced towards the bar. "Maybe. They're more business and maybe a little over protective. It's hard to get time to myself." You run off one time and everyone expects you do it a second time.