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her eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and challenge as the tension between them thickened. her smile was subtle yet certain as her eyes flicked back to him when he stepped closer, but she didn’t move away. instead, she closed the distance,
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a challenge wrapped in invitation. ’ maybe it’s just . . . a little bit of all of them. ‘
she let the pause stretch again, her expression unreadable but her eyes daring him to say more, to react in a way that would make everything just a bit more.
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she let out a quiet hum , amusement flickering in her eyes as she held his gaze , unbothered by the way he closed the distance between them. if anything , she welcomed it.
’ generous ? ‘
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ghost of a smirk tugging at her lips. ’ maybe it is fate , ‘ she mused , lifting her glass as if in silent toast. ’ or maybe i'm feeling generous. ‘
she took a slow sip , letting the moment stretch before
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margaret let out a soft chuckle , her gaze flickered over him , taking in the lazy confidence in his stance— the way the smoke curled from his lips like a slow exhale of self-assurance. ’ steal
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people find me captivating , can i ? ‘
she took a step closer , just enough for the air between them to shift , for him to catch the faintest trace of her perfume ’ but yeah , i suppose it's your lucky day. ‘
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