On Edge

She pretended not to notice his approach, but his words caught her attention and she turned her bright pink eyes toward him with a twinkle of challenge in her gaze that couldn't quite disguise the curiosity on her face. "Sir, I hate to inform you that I have no personal reason to move from where I am, as such I suppose it's three or four steps to go around me, you could subtract it from the total number of steps when you...go around."  Her voice, while mostly angelic, was  hard and stand-offish, though she didn't intend for it to be. Giving the male a once over she couldn't help but notice his good looks, but she wouldn't move without a good reason. He would have to push her, though she wasn't sure why she was being stubborn. Maybe it was because he suggested she had to get out of his way, and Dea was never in the way, she was the way.