[She's not playing by the usual rules, which is just making it so much harder to resist her. To lie to himself for a few hours right now and act like this is normal, that they met in the bar and flirted for a while and this is just a one night stand or the start of something and he's not a hooker, she's not PPDC.
[ Mako strokes his cheek, her thumb over his cheekbone, tender as a lover -- they both know how different it is, how the spark came alive between them made her feel. She shakes her head, before threading her fingers through his hair. Still, she presses her advantage, intent to know more, to understand him. ]
What do you want, Raleigh? What do you like? [ Has anyone ever asked him that? ]
[No actually, no one's asked him that and that's okay. That works for him, it works for his job. It means that he doesn't give too much of himself into anything.]
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Raleigh tips his head into her hand.]
That's not how it works.
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What do you want, Raleigh? What do you like? [ Has anyone ever asked him that? ]
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I want what makes you happy.