[It hasn't changed much. Maybe he's feeling a little rougher than she remembers, with some more cuts and marks she doesn't know about because she wasn't there, but her touches slow, stop as Tess taps twice against the back of his hand, looking up for the comment.
Maybe he's expecting a snort or another noise of disbelief but the best she does is take in a short breath, raise a brow.] That so.
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Maybe he's expecting a snort or another noise of disbelief but the best she does is take in a short breath, raise a brow.] That so.
You seein' anyone?