Elizabeth moved away from Sawyer on the couch and sighed as she stared down at her hands.
He was watching her, but he didn't seem as if he was going to say anything and she took a heavy breath before moving to stand up.
"Where are you going?" Sawyer brushed his fingers against Elizabeth’s hand and she froze and locked eyes with him.
"You don't think that was a less than subtle hint that we're expected over there?"
"Do you think I'm afraid of Jonas?" Sawyer raised his eyebrow and Elizabeth smiled for a moment before leaning close to him to whisper a response.
"I don't think it would be wise to answer that."
He laughed dryly and pulled her down onto his lap.
"That's not the answer I was hoping for, but at least I know not to take it too seriously when you insist that you see me
