She, for one, did not know many of the guys well enough to ask for such help. Maybe Brian. Possibly Zan. But Misha seemed confident in her relationships with them. Sylvia shrugged one shoulder and gave a coy glance, “If it helps at all, you can suggest that I may not know you’re all coming and am prone to wearing nothing but lingerie when alone.” She was confident enough in her own charms to think that might help sway anyone tentative – even if she doubted that it would be at all necessary.
Sylvia nodded at the masses, “Speaking of – should you be getting back to hosting?” Sea-green eyes glanced over Misha, an almost amused expression on her face. “I’m happy to be an excuse if you need more time, but I don’t want to keep you.” She was glad they’d gotten a chance to talk, and she was actually finding herself a bit excited at the prospect of suddenly having a roomie – nervous, certainly, but definitely also (surprisingly) excited. But Misha seemed a social butterfly, and she didn’t want to take up her time if she wanted to move on. They would have more time to talk, probably soon.
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