Date: 2024-12-28 10:48 pm (UTC)
allbedestroyed: (Talk to the animals)
His own smile appears to mirror hers. "I'm not going to pretend I can predict a thing you do."

That answer, perfect as it is, earns her a slow, deep kiss. Then he downs the last of his drink and slides out of the booth so that he can offer her a hand.
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