[h2]Esme[/h2]
Esme was enjoying spending most of the evening in bed, even if she knew she needed to go get her car and eat something but she was having trouble pulling herself from Duke’s arms. When he unwrapped her and pulled away, she gave a small groan of protest, then rolled onto her side to watch him as he put on his jeans. At his words, she put a playful pout on her face, then one of shock at him calling her a sex witch in a teasing manner. “A sex witch?” she breathed to herself. She gave a light laugh, she had never been called a sex witch before but it wasn’t a surprise such a term would come from Duke’s mouth. As he stood there, she pushed herself up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, holding the sheet up around her chest. Esme looked over at Duke with one eyebrow raised. 

“Is that what you call every woman you have a good time with?” she teased back with a light laugh. She then stood up from the bed, still holding the sheet, and looked around to see where her clothes were. She then dropped the sheet and began to gather her clothes. “Well, if I can’t touch you, you can’t touch me.” she teased more. She gathered the last of her clothes and looked over at him as he tapped the table and spoke. The awkwardness he showed as he spoke brought a slight smile to her lips, then nodded to show she agreed with him. It was clear that he didn’t want to leave the room and neither did she but they really did need to go and get her car before something happened to it. 

She shifted her weight from one foot to the other as she stood there holding her clothes, then released a small sigh. She was trying to think of something to lighten the heavy mood that had settled into the room so quickly. Esme’s smile suddenly grew a little bit and she walked to the end of the bed, swaying her hips a bit dramatically as she went. “You make it sound like it's terrible to be stuck with you…… Unless you're implying I’m the one that would be terrible to get stuck with.” she teased. Esme then brought her hand to her chin, then tapped her index finger on her lips in a thoughtful manner. “Then again, today has shown we don’t get much done when we’re alone together…… Still doesn’t sound bad to me.” she said, smirking at her last comment. 

Removing her hand from her chin, Esme placed it back on the clothes she was holding. “I’ll go get dressed and make myself presentable so we can go get my car and maybe do a little something after.” she smiled. She then walked to the bathroom, swaying her hips as she made her way there. She stopped at the door and looked back at Duke. “I won’t be long.” she said warmly before blowing him a kiss. She then walked into the bathroom, closing the door to a crack behind her.  “Oh, Sarah. Have you been in here the whole time?” she asked the hound with a slight gasp. Leaning down she scratched Sarah’s head for a moment, then proceeded to clean up and get dressed. A few moments later, Esme came out of the bathroom fully dressed and made her way over to the bed.“See, that didn’t take long at all.” she smiled warmly. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she put on her socks and boots, then took to her feet. “Alright, ready when you are.”