Your Eyes Are Like Starlight Now by *~*Missy*~*

...Maybe just a half a drink more....

As the blindfold left her eyes she saw light that was reflected in his own. He was so drawing. And even though this was so wrong she knew that she wouldn't rather be anywhere else. She sighed to herself as she sat down on the black leather love seat. She saw him venture over to where the liquor cabinet was.

"I'm making myself a drink, would you like one?" His smooth voice purred as he fixed her with a hooded look.

“Yes. I'll take some coke and rum if you have some.” She said quietly, she nearly didn't recogize her own voice. It was so soft and timid sounding, but there was an undercurrent to it that spoke of other things and emotions. He brought her the drink and sat down by her, one of his arm splayed on the back of the couch.

“So how are things with you and the bandit?” He asked as he sipped from what seemed to be a roy rogers.

“Oh, oh everything's fine.” She said as she looked deeply into her drink and then took a rather large gulp. “Hey what's in this drink?” She asked.

“It's high shelf rum, the only kind my father has. Also I feel that you are lying to me, if things were good with the two of you then you wouldn't have accepted my invintiation to join me here tonight.” He looked at her over his drink and watch her keep her eyes trained on her shoes, which it seemed she found rather interesting at the moment.