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“But… I’d much rather have a normal job. I can go back to Europe and model whenever I want. Besides, I like it here.” She smiled, turning around and watching him, “Plus, I get to spend time with people like you.” She smiled even wider as she moved a bit on the sofa, sitting the right way and moving closer to him as he drank his tea. “So, is the tea good?” She asked, inspecting it closely before her eyes traveled up to his face again. With one hand, she started to play with his hair, not really noticing that it was long… for a guy, anyway. Her fingers twisted the ends of his dark hair and she smiled, feeling like a child who was playing with a doll. She could only hope that he didn’t mind. There were a few questions that she had for him, but she wasn't sure if it would be right to ask them, only because it would seem like she was trying to know everything about his life, when she truly wasn't going for that. With a sigh, she kept focusing on his hair, her lips still curved into a half-smile.

Aurelie smiled at him, “Well, first off… I know you’re a 3-D modeler, but what else do you do… when you’re not here?” She asked him, running her fingers through his hair slowly, knowing the wonderful feeling that came from doing that. Even when she was pressed for time and her hairstylist was doing her hair, she wanted nothing more than to fall asleep in the chair. James had nice hair, though, and it made it easier for her to get her fingers through it. Right now, she was on her knees on the sofa, leaning over so that she could easily get to his hair. It seemed she was working very hard on something, with the way her thin eyebrows were knitted together in thought, but really, she was concentrating on his hair, getting used to the texture and feel of it. It was nice of him to think of letting her ask some questions, because she had been tentative about doing so up until now, and now that she knew he was comfortable with it, she'd be able to ask him about all the things she had on her mind.

“Mmhmm…”

Aurelie nodded as she continued to stroke his hair, leaning in for a moment to sniff it. It might’ve seemed odd, but she was just curious. Her hands continued working through his hair. When she had finished with this, she lay her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. For the moment, that was all she really wanted to know about him right now, and maybe she would ask more questions later. Her hand lazily trailed up and down the length of his arm as more of a friendly affection type thing than anything else and she smiled. “I might have to hire you as my full time pillow. Would you mind?” She asked, chuckling some. It was a funny thought; hiring a friend to be a pillow when she went to sleep. Honestly, his shoulder was rather comfortable, and she had never really been close enough to a person to be like this, so it was also very different. For a moment, there was nothing but silence between the two, and the cackling fire that was only a few feet away. If it weren’t for the fact that she wasn’t tired, she would’ve went to sleep right then and there. Any other guy would've died at that point, having a beautiful model lying against them, but she knew that James wouldn't react in that way. And, of course, she would get up if he honestly wanted her to. Right now, though, she was content with snuggling up against him, eyes closed.

Aurelie had a mind to tell him what had been bothering her for the past few days, though she wasn’t sure how to go about that. Since he had made no move to push her from his side, she stayed where she was, head on his shoulder as she thought over what to say. “Have you ever had a girlfriend?” She asked, biting her lip immediately afterwards because she wasn’t sure if that was exactly how she wanted to word what she was thinking. Either way, it was out in the open now, and if things went right, then she would be able to segway into her little problem without seeming to blunt about it. "I need to know, in case some woman comes in here and gets angry with you... for this.” She said, adding a bit of light humor to what she had asked.

Aurelie of course didn’t mean for the question to come out the way that it had, and she was glad to know that he wasn’t upset for her having asked him in that way. When the question was asked of her, though, she merely giggled when he assumed that she had boyfriends. “Well… I’ve only had one serious relationship. It ended recently… he didn’t even say he was leaving me, he just… left.” She shrugged her shoulders, “And to think, I was really starting to fall for the guy. He told me that he wanted to go back to France with me, since he was a native of there as well. We were going to live together and I thought it was such a lovely idea. I suppose that plan is thrown in the trashcan, now isn’t it?” Shaking her head, she smiled nonetheless because it didn’t matter anymore. Like she had said, she was falling for him, but that didn’t mean that she actually loved him. The fact that he left with out a word made her feelings for him disappear, so it didn’t matter anymore. Well, now she had been able to tell James what had been on her mind, and now that it was out in the open, she felt loads better.

“So, no… I don’t currently have a boyfriend.” She finished, wrapping her arms around his middle before whispering in his ear. “Meaning I can stay like this and there’s absolutely nothing anyone can do about it.” She giggled, though she knew that the only person that could stop her from being so close to him was James himself.

“I doubt it…” Aurelie aid as an answer to his question. James had honestly been the only person that she had talked to lately, so she didn’t see herself getting friendly enough with other men to pursue a relationship or anything like that. With James, it was certainly possible, but she didn’t think that he would want anything of the sort. Besides, they had just become friends and she didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, which she very well could’ve been doing right now, except for the fact that he had placed his arm around her as well.

Perhaps, there was something more to this than she thought.

A million things were flying around in her mind, but she spoke of none of them. “And you, James… do you think you’ll find anyone?” She asked, tilting her head up to look at him, her ocean blue eyes boring into his own. It was simply done because she hadn’t even looked at him during their talk so far, and she wanted to see his face; see his reaction to her questions.

Aurelie was a big flirt and there was no doubt about it. Being a model, she was used to men draping themselves over her and trying to get her number, though only a select few were lucky enough to get the number to her agent’s office, and they’d be lucky enough to even reach her there. James though, was an excpetion. She didn't flirt with him... the feelings came naturally.

A smile spread its way across her face, and honestly, without trying, she looked like she was about to take a picture in a photo shoot; she was always like that. Being a model was a twenty-four seven job, anyway. “Do you like me?” She asked him all of a sudden, grinning from ear to ear now. It was evident that this was asked a joke, though there was a hint of curiosity in it. Sitting up a bit, she came to rest on his shoulder again, lips right by his ear, “I’m starting to like you…j'espère seulement que vous ressentez la même façon que je le fais, parce que c'est une situation compromettante.” She whispered in his ear, closing her eyes. For some reason, she didn’t want to see his reaction to this at all. Her French was thick, but her voice was soft and she hoped he wouldn't get what she had just said. It would be all too embarassing. Her arms moved up so that they were around his neck, lying there a bit lazily.