Elevator

Carson doesn’t move as Misty comes nearer, allowing amusement to shimmer in his eyes, along with a stare that implies he does indeed remember that instance and wouldn’t mind a repeat.

He studies her face, knowing that she’s purposely putting him in this position to drive him up a wall. But he simply shakes his head, trying to keep his mind on track. “Lead the way, Sassy.”

Carson follows Misty out onto the floor, glancing over his shoulder to make sure that no one is around to see him. Slipping into the elevator with her, he is quiet…contemplative. Glancing to the side, he spies Misty as she waits to reach the ground level. Snatching the moment to play her game, Carson turns and takes a step towards her, resting both his hands on the wall behind her head, hovering over her. “So…you’re not scared of me, huh? I like that.” His eyes narrow, a cocky grin toying at his mouth. Instead of making a move, he simply holds his stance, throwing a stare into Misty’s eyes until the elevator beeps and the doors open at his back. He straightens up and steps back to the side, allowing Misty to exit first. “I hope you’re planning to stop at a gas station on the way so I can pick me up a pack of smokes.”