Risk brushing him off (+10 Commitment, +20 Suspicion)

She refused him again, politely at first. And of course, he insisted again. So she had to make herself clearer and dropped her polite smile.

“Sorry, but I have a boyfriend already, and I’m waiting for him.” She pursed her lips when she saw how he was looking at her and added, “and I’m not available for anything. Seriously, I’m in a committed relationship.”

“Really? How convenient.” He scoffed, apparently unbothered by this new information. “You don’t have to lie, ya know. I just want to chat.”

This bothered her, but she tried to keep cool. “It’s not a lie. I’m waiting for my boyfriend and I don’t want to talk or drink or… Anything.” She hesitated, before adding. “I don’t do that kind of stuff anymore.” Why was she explaining herself to this guy? She cursed internally while he gave her a skeptical look.

“Does he know?” He asked her, point blank. She felt her insides grow cold, even while trying to stay calm on the outside.

“My relationship is none of your damn business,” she said. “Leave.” She then saw Ashton walking into the bar and her stomach dropped. “Shit!” She muttered.

The guy noticed her gaze and looked back at Ashton before looking back at her. “Him? Really?” He scoffed, disdain in his voice.

“Just leave me alone!” She hissed before getting off her seat and greeting her boyfriend, a nervous, smiling Ashton who approached her while dressed in a business casual shirt and wearing new cologne. She noticed he had made an effort too, and appreciated him for it.

“Sorry, you know how my work is. I tried letting them know I needed the evening off, but when last minute stuff happens it’s so hard… ” He chuckled, before being interrupted by the obnoxious guy.

“You’re a lucky guy!” The man shouted from behind her. “I wish I could date a sexy movies star too!”

“What?” Ashton looked at him, then back at Hannah, caught by surprise. “Do you two… Know each other?”

“Nope,” she said grimly while pulling him away. “He’s just a creep who tried hitting on me!”

“Oh. Oh no…” Ashton deflated slightly. “I’m so sorry you went through that! I knew I should have arrived earlier…”

She took a deep breath to steady herself and reached a hand out placing it on his shoulder. “Hey, it’s alright.” She tried to smile at him. “Ignore what he says. Let’s not let one idiot ruin our night together.”

He took a deep breath, then smiled back at her, visibly calming down. “Right! Let’s enjoy our date` then!” He said, before his eyes glanced down at her. {if Branch2DressOn = True}“Oh wow, you look really, um… Nice. Your dress, I mean. Ah…” He spoke before looking away, a little embarrassed. “What I mean is, you look really pretty tonight.”

“Aww, thanks!” Hannah ran a hand over her dress. “I put in a bit extra effort.” He paused, hesitating before she asked him while slightly lowering her voice, “do I look hot?”

“Really hot!” He blurted out, seemingly without thinking. Then his face went red and he mumbled “... I really like the bare shoulders. Looks good on you.”

His reaction made her grin. “Glad you like it!” She offered her shoulder to him. “Enough to give them a kiss?”

His face lit up, even red as it was, and he approached her and first gave her lips a slow, gentle kiss before moving his head down to her exposed shoulder and kissing it gently, the warmth of his lips on her skin sending tingles down her spine. When he lifted his head back up, she was the one now slightly out of breath. {else}{if Branch2SlutwearOn = True}His eyes glanced up and down at me and he added. “Oh. Oh wow. Your dress tonight is, um…” And he chuckled awkwardly before looking away, his face flushing slightly.

“A bit bolder than usual?” Hannah asked, trying to look calm and confident. “I was going for a new look. You like it?” And she turned in her bar seat, giving him a full view.

“Oh gosh. It’s…” And his voice trailed off as he glanced at her thighs, barely covered by the dress. He took a moment to recompose himself and look up at her. “Sorry, I keep getting distracted by you. It’s unexpected, that’s all.”

She smiled at his reaction and decided to tease him a little. “Maybe this is why that guy hit on me before… It’s not too much, is it?” She asked, feigning innocence. “Do you think it makes me look… Slutty?”

“No, no, no!” He quickly replied, his face growing pale. “You look very attractive! That’s why! Umm, I mean… It’s not a bad thing. I…” And she let him flounder for a moment, searching for the right words, before she hugged him tightly, pressing her large chest against him as hard as she could.

“I’m glad you like my dress!” She said, smiling.

“You look very pretty…” He replied, his face a bit red, even as he grinned back at her while his hand rested on her bare hip, feeling his warm skin against hers.

{else}”You look lovely tonight!” And he leaned in and kissed her lips, a quick and gentle kiss, but still tender, his soft lips pressing against hers. When he backed away, both of them were smiling at each other. {endif}{endif}{if Branch2MakeupOn = True}”Oh, and your make-up is different!” He noticed. “You don’t usually have make-up on.”

“Actually, I do,” she corrected him. “I just keep it more low-key on our dates… But I felt like this would be a nice change of pace!”

“Oh, cool! Umm, of course you look beautiful with or without any make-up…!” He quickly clarified, before hesitating, considering if he should speak or not, before finally smiling and adding, “... But I like the make-up. You look a bit different with it. Umm, in a good way.”

“Different how?” She teased, and was rewarded with a very cute reaction as he smiled apologetically and dithered.

“Ah! Um, just different! You know… Umm… ” And she could feel him muster the courage to whisper. “Sexier?”

“Thanks,” she replied, the compliment making her stomach fill with butterflies. She hugged him and whispered in his ear, “I like feeling sexy!”

When she broke off the hug, he was blushing and grinning from ear to ear. {endif}{if Branch2PornMakeupOn = True}”Oh! And your makeup is, umm… Wow!” Ashton chuckled awkwardly. “You look so different from how you usually are! N-not that it’s bad or anything! Just caught me by surprise!”

“You like the look?” Asked Hannah innocently, fluttering her fake eyelashes for emphasis. And a grin slowly spread on her lips as she watched Ashton glance at her, looking both excited and slightly intimidated as he nodded quietly back at her.

“It’s definitely an interesting look. But wow, you look so pretty! Like a model or something!” He smiled at her. “Did you ever work as a model? Because you could totally pull that off!”

It was her turn to flush her cheeks slightly as she remembered her previous career. “I did some similar jobs, yeah…” She brushed an errant strand of hair behind her ear. “But thanks. For the compliment.”

“Honestly, I’m kinda lucky you didn’t wear that look when we first met,” he said, still smiling. “Otherwise I might not have even approached you. Not because I dislike the look or anything! Uh, quite the opposite. You just, um…” He gestured vaguely, trying to explain himself. “You look WAY out of my league right now, you know?”

She quickly wrapped her arms around him in a hug. “I’m in your league,” she protested. Then she jokingly added, “whether you like it or not.”

“Hey! I… I like it,” he replied softly, his breath warm on her neck. “I’m… I’m really lucky to have you.”

She leaned closer to his ear and whispered, “and my make-up is waterproof. So don’t be afraid of making a mess tonight!”

She winked when they parted from the hug, while Ashton said nothing and blushed red as a tomato.{endif}

“Uh… Let’s sit down and get something to drink?” He suggested.

“Sounds good!” She replied.