@perfectpearIs Oh-, it seems this is not the end of their little interaction after all.
Slowly, she turns; having barely passed by, their shoulders almost brushing. And that sharp face offers a polite smile. A wolf in sheep’s clothing.
“Extremely.”
Those striking eyes roam every pretty »
@sweetestpearJs “Miss Beaumont,” a silky voice purrs. Approaching the younger woman, she is all stern features, long legs, and loud heels. “A word, please.”
The plea hardly hints at a genuine request; Claire Beaumont doesn’t have much say in the matter.
“My office.”
Careful what you wish for.
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… stifling a yawn behind the back of her hand. a quick glance at her watch tells her it’s time for bed, but her gaze drifts back to the essay in her lap. without hesitation, pen meets paper: —— ❨ 𝗙 ❩
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