[ ... That pause is telling. Very telling, in fact, so much so that Peter's hands clench on the table.
He was prepared to let that comment slide -- they flirted all the time, after all, and he figured that this was just more of the same. But the way she just stops, something flicking across her face, tells him all he needs to know.
So Peter pushes away from the table slowly, stands, and moves to the kitchen. It's his turn to hesitate, though. He chews on his lower lip, trying to strings words together, before sighing. He leans against the counter and crosses his arm, trying to catch her eye. ]
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He was prepared to let that comment slide -- they flirted all the time, after all, and he figured that this was just more of the same. But the way she just stops, something flicking across her face, tells him all he needs to know.
So Peter pushes away from the table slowly, stands, and moves to the kitchen. It's his turn to hesitate, though. He chews on his lower lip, trying to strings words together, before sighing. He leans against the counter and crosses his arm, trying to catch her eye. ]
I think you and I need to talk, first.