Elodie May DeLoughrey
Before she could take a few steps, Elodie felt a hand on her own and soon found herself facing Riker again. Kissing him again. But this time he initiated it and it was… way better. Her arms immediately wrapped around his neck for a little support as he dipped her body. That wasn’t what she expected, not at all. It was her fault, in a way, but she never imagined being in this situation while everyone was looking at the two of them. And if he didn’t spin her around right after she would probably just stand there, frozen for a couple of seconds. This was all just… so new to her.
But that didn’t stop her from putting on a good show or pretending like she wasn’t embarrassed. Elodie continued walking towards the end of the catwalk, jokingly fanning herself with her hand and mouthing woah.
It all went smoothly, she knew what she was doing, she was having fun… even if she was still panicking inside. The moment she walked back down, the wide smile that was at this point hurting her cheeks was replaced with a shy smile, catching Riker’s gaze. So she slowly and almost hesitantly started walking towards him, the thought of having to say something after what she did not crossing her mind until now. “You…” with crossed arms, she whispered through a short chuckle before gently poking his arm, trying to find the right words. But she couldn’t. What was she supposed to say or ask? Why did you do that? No… because she did it first. So she just laughed lightly, looking up at him. “Are mean and I have to go change out of this,” taking a step back as she kept looking at him, a playful smile met her lips. “You are not invited, don’t follow me.”