"NEVER do that again..."
Shame, desire and anger rushed through Anders while he was looking into Hawkes narrowed eyes. Her hands were pressed against his chest, holding him away from her, and probably it was for the best. Maker, he had kissed her, here, in the Hanged Man, in front of their friends.
Justice was rising inside of him, shouting at him that she was making fun of BOTH of them, that she was manipulative and selfish, that he should finally let go of her. Anders wanted nothing more than to listen to the spirit... but he couldn't. Still he was smelling the fragrance of her perfume, still he was tasting her on his lips.Still he wanted
Anders had no idea how to reply to Valerijas teasing words. Again she was playing with him, and again a part of him was hoping that she would be serious and REALLY be interested in him. But alas, he had learned all too well that Hawke was only serious about her own ambitions. Apart from that, she was playing with everybody else.
Inhaling deeply, he was just about to give her an answer when the Hanged Man’s door opened and Isabela entered the room together with Merrill. The elf was just giggling about something the pirate said and shook hr head. When she saw Anders and Hawke, her face lit up and she rushed forward.
“Hawke, you wo