Stalking Jack the Ripper

Clam Chowder

THOMAS:

As Audrey Rose and I walked the streets of Romania, I couldn't help but watch her out of the corner of his eye. Audrey Rose had left her hair down that day, and it curled down her back like vines. Being a stubborn prude, she had opted for a more convinent choice of dress, wearing slacks and a simple coat. I, personally wanted to punch each and every person who was giving her weird looks for her choice of dress.

"Ugh Thomas you'd think you would have an appetite by now!!! How are you not starving???" She complained

Using the tone of voice I knew drove her mad, I replied; "Well didn't you just say so?" under his breath, so only she could hear I whispered "I can help YOU with THAT."

"Ugh you discusting imbicile! Do you ever have any decent thoughts?"

Giving Audrey Rose a quick half smirk that drove most women to flock me like sheep, I mocked faked surprise. "My goodness! Who has the dirty mind now? Wadsworth, I was talking about this clam chowder store a couple blocks away!"

Fiegning irritation, Audrey Rose slapped him on the arm, immediatley looking to the left so I couldn't see the flush of her cheecks. 

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Audrey Rose:

Soon enough we had gotten our clam chowder, and went to go watch the animals by the park. I couldn't help but think that to most passerby, it would appear as if we were courting. Well, if I had actually dressed properly. If only I had worn a fancier attire. I looked away, flushing again so Thomas couldn't see. Although being the genius he is he had probably deduced that whenever I did look away it was so he couldn't see my emotions.

Thomas had always been attractive but lately these days I couldn't help but think how much more attractive he was than when we first met in Uncle's class. How I constantly wished his lips to be on mine and his hands to slowly slide down my waist in the seductive, slow burn that had been our last kiss. He eyes burn into me, and I can't help think how his voice would turn husky and I could slide my hands through his silky, raven like hair.  

"- Wadsworth!! Have you been listening to anything I've been saying???"

Startled, Audrey jumped. "Sorr-what?"

Thomas sighed, the small exhale leaving Audrey with a feeling she didn't want to place. "I said, your uncle won't be finished with his surgery for several hours, so... what should we do? There's no sluething to be done, I already checked."

"Oh. Ummmm...." Thinking of how she wished she looked more presentable in one of the fine dresses her cousin had sent over from the country, Audrey wished to go back to her hotel room. "I think I really need to go back to the hotel room...these clothes are dirty and I need some new ones. Plus I really should start that new book you gave me."

"Feeling less than presentable after being in my presence for more than one hour? I'm honored." Thomas replied putting a hand to his chest and rolling his eyes. 

Audrey suddenly noted a change in his eyes and suddenly he was directly in her path of travel, grabbing her wrist and looking directly into her eyes with a look that she hated to admit consumed her.

Whispering in a husky tone he raised one eyebrow and he continued, smirking; "Or maybe you just want to be alone with me"

Knowing it was the latter but not really wanting to admit it, Audrey decided to torture him a little more. She lifted her face up to his, their mouths inches apart. She made her eyes look deep and longer, and her face serious. Thomas was looking at her lips and slowly moving closer but suddenly she smirked. "Don't be silly Thomas. You'll be in the room next door."