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he hums , expecting * that response . it doesn’t stop him approaching , fingertips spanning the distance to hover the between them ——— as if he meant to touch her , instinctive …
his gaze cuts down to the offending hand , 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 flickering ..
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.. across his expression for the second it takes for one heartbeat to trip into the next .
he frowns , limb dropping , his other hand coming to join the first , thumb digging into palm as if in rebuke .
“you’ve offered it before ,” he returns to ..
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