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Her heart skips two beats, then picks up double time to catch up as her eyes flutter close. One hand reaches up so that her fingers trail across his neck slowly.
"False," she manages, her voice barely a whisper as an involuntary shudder makes its way down her spine.
It feels like the tension is monument, and he hasn't even done anything, but her breathing picks up in anticipation.
Her heart skips two beats, then picks up double time to catch up as her eyes flutter close. One hand reaches up so that her fingers trail across his neck slowly.
"False," she manages, her voice barely a whisper as an involuntary shudder makes its way down her spine.
It feels like the tension is monument, and he hasn't even done anything, but her breathing picks up in anticipation.