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He met her gaze for a moment after her timid thank you, leaning back to stare up at the distant, empty sky, itβs sea of stars lost to city lights. The man inhaled softly, smoke filling his lungs with every puff of his cigarette as she spoke. Something always niggled away at +
the nature of their conversation, perhaps it was due to how physically close they were to one another, but when he leaned close to light up his cigarette for a second time with her own, this one felt different. It felt deeper, unique...intimate.
βI donβt do this for +
He could feel her gaze boring holes into him before she sharply looked away, the corners of his lips curling into the faintest of mischievous smirks. Talon closed his eyes for a moment, breathing in the cool night air, feeling the droplets cascading around them, rivulets of of +
Scars littered every inch of the manβs muscular arms, from deep gashes to old bullet wounds, to seared flesh from fire, or worse.
βIβll show up tomorrow,β he spoke softly, draping the jacket round her shoulders to offer some warmth, βpoint them out to me and Iβll deal +
The genuine fear in her voice, coupled with her sudden shift in demeanour caught him off-guard. He was a natural born, cold hearted killed, forged from the fires of war and the grimy, lurid underbelly of world. And yet the innocence behind those doe eyes, silently pleading for +
never leaving her own, searching that desperation and fear with a cold apathy. He exhaled, his amber hues flickering shut for a brief moment before nodding to the back exit, straightening himself.
βCβmon then.β he offered his arm to take, slipping his free hand into his +
βGonna catch a cold sittinβ out in the rain.β Talon spoke softly as he stepped out of the club alleyβs shadows. For once, the city that barely slept was silent, broken only by the gentle sound of rainfall on stony streets and darkened windows.
He stepped over the benchβs +
frustration written across it before turning to face her.
He reached up with his left hand, taking Shalom by the chin to draw her in, pressing the tip of his cigarette to her own to light it before leaning back. Smoke filled his lungs as he took a long dreg, staring up into +