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⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ Saying you want a different change of pace, Ms. Natchios .ᐣ ❞
He measured her steps from himself,
to her nearing approach.
His hand reaches out once she’s stood before him, thumb brushing along her cheekbone.
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⠀⠀⠀‘you can be that potential victim’—he heard a smile form.
Not the words. The mechanics. Faint wet click of lips parting, the almost-silent shift of muscle at the corner of her mouth, subtle breathing.
❝ Try me. I’ll even let you think you’re winning… for awhile. ❞