Draven went to the dresser and got out a white t-shirt and then went to the closet himself to slip on a pair of pants.? He watched Anais as she went about figuring out what to pack.? After getting himself dressed he started doing the same thing.? "Anais, what colors do you think look best on me?"? He asked wanting her opinion of what she though he would look best in for this return to his home.? Sure he had his family's traditional colors which he would wear when needed, but he didn't care for them for all the time wear.

Anais

Anais turned to him as he spoke to her. At his question, she tapped her chin thoughtfully. “Well I like you in blue. And I love you in black.” She said desire in her eyes again. She could feel her mark itch and she suddenly wanted to jump him again.?

Taking a deep breathe to get her bearings again, she ran a shaking hand over her ponytail. This was an unusual feeling for her. The lack of control she felt around him now that she had given herself to him. She had to do something about that before she made Draven angry with her. He had made it clear he found her constant desire for him inappropriate.?

“What are your family colors and will there be much formality at your home?” She asked to distract herself.?