He was staring at her again.
She can feel it. The hairs on the back of her neck were standing on end, Goosebumps were rising on her skin, and her knees were beginning to buckle. To top the humiliating, very female, experience off she could feel her knickers getting a little damp with excitement. He always had this affect on her, it was incredibly unfair.
She turns her head slightly and peers beneath her eyelashes to see him staring at her. If she turned properly she knew he would turn away, duck his head, and blush heavily as he focuses on something else entirely.
She did not quite want that to happen.
"Are you ok, Djaq?"
She jumps at the sound of Robin's voice. Her leader and friend was staring at her in concern as he rested his face on his hands that were keeping his bow standing up right in the muddy ground.
"I am fine," she replies shaken out of her many thoughts of Will Scarlett, "just in deep thought."
"You looked a little flustered," Robin says, he glances over her shoulder and grins, "has Will been bothering you?"
"No! No, Will is Will, there is nothing about him that is bothering me," Djaq says hastily. She does not want any of the other outlaws to find out about her feelings for Will. Especially if they knew how fast her heart would beat when he was near, how her skin burned when either his fingers brushed upon it or his eyes stare at her with such...would passion be the right word or was she only being hopeful? They might look down at her for acting so...womanly. "I was just thinking that is all."
"If you say so."
Robin watches in amusement as Djaq turns back to peer at Will secretly, her cheeks flushed pink, and a small little smile playing on her lips. She was just as infatuated with Will as Will was with her. A glance back at his young male friend showed him the whole picture; Will was carving something absently, his head at an angle so he could stare at Djaq in a smouldering fashion. Robin turned to look at Djaq again just in time to catch a small shiver running down her spine as Will's eyes darkened with what was so obviously lust...
"Oh that is disgusting," Much grumbles, "honestly all this sexual tension ruins the group dynamic, it's driving us all crazy, Allan won't stop you know, and he's in the bunk right above me, I hear everything, and Will is the same only he has the decency to try and hide it by going out into the forest, this is the problem when you add a girl into the group the more sex crazed of the lot of us can't stop thinking about her, can't you get them to stop, Master?"
"Shh, Much," Robin whispers, "we cannot interfere with love. Let them enjoy it in their own time and don't wait for me for dinner."
"Wait! Where are you going?" Much calls out as Robin sprints off into the sunset so to speak.
"To see Marian!" Robin shouts back.
Robin grins to himself as he ran faster to Knighton, watching the very much loved up but ignorant of one another's feelings Will and Djaq had given him an idea of winning Marian over just a little more, he runs into a jump as he grabs hold of the pole and swings onto the roof of Knighton Hall. He waits until he catches his breath, he could not appear to Marian as weak and panting...she would only laugh at him...again.
Once he has composed himself he launches himself into Marian's room with a loud thump. Marian turns round. "Robin? What are you doing here? Is the Sheriff up to something?"
Robin's places a hand on her shoulder and gazes deeply into her eyes. He copies Will's smouldering look, the longing, infatuated, lustful look that causes Djaq to become so flustered. He moves his head into the right angle, parts his lips like so, and continues to stare at her.
"Robin? Are you ok? You look constipated."