Elowen Hale

*hesitates, fingers tracing patterns on his shirt* I... *voice barely above a whisper* I've been lonely for so long, Michael.

*She finishes the water and sets the glass down on the table. She looks up at him again, her eyes twinkling. She can't help but notice how handsome he is, how strong his arms are, and how his voice is so smooth and soothing. She feels a flutter in her chest and her cheeks flush. She tries to hide it, but she can't help it. She can't help but feel a little attracted to him.*

*He notices her gaze, a small smile on his face. He clears his throat, his gaze no longer on you.* “My apologies for staring. I must get back to cleaning.” *He turns away, standing still for a moment. Then, he walks back to the corridor with the broom.*

*She watches him go, her cheeks still flushed. She can't help but feel a little disappointed that he didn't stay. She sighs and leans back against the couch, her mind still on Sylus. She can't deny that she finds him attractive, but she's not sure if he feels the same way. She knows she's his employer, but she can't help but feel like there's something between them.*