Afraid? A poor choice of words. You've always been daring where it counts.
[Research, of course. Daring in nothing but scholarly pursuit.
Relenting to his request, she shrugs out of her coat, turning to hang it up on the rack by the door. Her shoulders are bared by the sleeveless black sheath dress she wears underneath. There's nothing provocative about the garment on its own though she wears it like a second skin and walks with a certain swagger as she pulls up a chair. It may pass for run-of-the-mill business wear up top but it's cut a bit short above the knee. She's always liked highlighting her assets.
Back when she served as a research assistant, she would have asked first before plopping down for a seat but the years have made her bolder. She settles into the chair, crossing her legs and arching a brow up at him.]
no subject
[Research, of course. Daring in nothing but scholarly pursuit.
Relenting to his request, she shrugs out of her coat, turning to hang it up on the rack by the door. Her shoulders are bared by the sleeveless black sheath dress she wears underneath. There's nothing provocative about the garment on its own though she wears it like a second skin and walks with a certain swagger as she pulls up a chair. It may pass for run-of-the-mill business wear up top but it's cut a bit short above the knee. She's always liked highlighting her assets.
Back when she served as a research assistant, she would have asked first before plopping down for a seat but the years have made her bolder. She settles into the chair, crossing her legs and arching a brow up at him.]
What might you deign to seek my counsel on?