by Guest » Wed Sep 28, 2011 11:53 am
Adèle frowned and padded into the restaurant. Boots came later; she had a beautiful, dark brown, sheepskin pair that she’d had to sew the soles back on to and expand. She smiled, knowing Tony would give her what she needed. The tall, Italian boy grinned and pushed a small parcel across the counter to Adèle, who regarded it with calculating, silvery-green eyes. She glanced up at him and he turned his face. Adèle laughed and gave his cheek a peck. “Paid?” she asked, still giggling. Tony nodded and wiped his forehead with a towel before venturing back into the kitchens.