Silver Creek sail

Little Miss. Nobody had called her that before. Actually nobody had ever called her anything but Lilah. Well....they had but it wasn't anything nice. She watched as he leaped onto a boulder in the middle of the Creek and took a few hesitant steps closer, stopping when he said she'd need to come closer basically insinuating that she'd need to join him on that tiny rock. Her training in how to avoid perverts kicked in and she almost called for Grayson before she realised he looked just as embarrassed as she was nervous about the suggesting.

If someone caught her standing so close to him, it would be mortifying but worse than that it may start rumors that would wreck her chances at getting a husband. Even so this guy was so funny and cute...she supposed it wouldn't hurt. She shyly moved forward "No funny business okay? I have people only a call away" she warned though her eyes still gleamed and it was obvious she didn't think he would hurt her. She prepared herself and jumped, landing nimbly beside him and swaying unsteadily against him before she realised she'd have to lean into him to avoid falling. She did so and cleared her throat "Show me what you got Fisherman" she said softly.