Amelita Cardoso BP1
"Ok," Amelita answered, wearily. "You look after my things and I'll come find you when I'm done."
The Mekhet released Anasztaz and slid out of the tub, tying the sarong around her waist. She had no idea what he had in mind, but surprises were nice.
"Have fun waiting for me," she reminded, aware of the double-meaning as she dried herself hastily.
Still dripping wet, Amelita weaved through the clientèle, approaching Conner Greyson. She was surprised to see her Priscus here. It was like seeing your math teacher trying on jeans at the mall or something. She waited for him to notice her and greeted him tentatively.
"Hi... Mr Greyson. Liking the water?"