Zaeryn could feel the subtle shift in her posture, relaxed, but not entirely unguarded. Like a blade sheathed but ready to draw. "Glad to hear it. Though if this is how we welcome new members, I might start recruiting more aggressively."
Ingrid twisted slightly, her yellow hair brushing his jaw as she shot him a sidelong glance. Her stormy eyes sparkled with mischief, but there was an edge to it, like she was testing boundaries. "Don't get ahead of yourself. This is temporary. Until I decide if you're worth the hype."
Although in all honesty, Ingrid didn't even know what she was doing. When she had sat down, she made the decision in a split second for a reason even she didn't understand. It was like she had been drawn to him. It was not in her nature to do things like this.
Right now they looked more like lovers. No one would guess they only met 35 minutes ago.
