Snippet #2756620

Priscilla followed James out, not really saying anything until he spoke up and questioned whether he'd scared her that much. She smiled up at him, shaking her head. "Oh, no. Startled me, mostly, but I'm over it. I'd just rather not upset you to that point again, so I'm trying to be quieter," she explained. She raised an eyebrow when he nudged her in a different direction from the hotel and said that he had to stop at his house, and she nodded. "Oh, okay, of course!" she replied cheerfully, walking with him towards his place. "My face is fine, thank you," she told him briefly, giving him another sweet smile. His house was lovely when they got there, and she gazed at it admiringly. "You have a lovely home," she told him, stopping when they reached the door. She wasn't supposed to be entering the homes of men alone. It had been different with Luther, firstly because his girlfriend was home and secondly because he was looking to hire her, but she didn't think either was the case with James. Then again, he could very well have had a girlfriend in the house, but she didn't know for sure.