he ’ s tilting his head , already moving into the kitchen — alexander walks in stride with her , a brow raising at the box . what he expects to open is a jar ; not something so pristine .
“ no problem . ”
he unlinks their arms , gently removing the box ’ s top .
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Madeleine took hold of his arm, leading him into the kitchen were a large black box sat on one of the stools by the counter.
“Can you open this for me?”
She asked with a knowing grin. Inside, he would find silver bracelets with cathedral detailings along with—
saliva with a curt nod .
“ is that so ? what does said diet consist of ? ”
he looks over at matthieu before peering over at madeline — almost as if he ’ s wordlessly asking permission to delve in .
“ wonderful . that lifts a weight off my shoulder . ”
he adjusts his tie — smiling down at the ground at the resound of madeleine ’ s compliments .
“ no , no , now you ’ re just flattering me ! we ’ re just talking in circles right now — not that there ’ s anything wrong
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“That is one of the many things I enjoy about you, so I can’t hold you for that.”
She finished off her lipstick then looked back at him, eyes scanning over his attire admiringly. —
with that ! but really , you ’ re so kind to me , what did i ever do to deserve such wonderful company . . . ”
his voice trails off , throat clearing before they head off in the direction of the car . his pupils dilate at a first impression — swallowing an abundance of
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