[ Sometimes, it's exasperating. But others, she's charmed by that particular smile, that look he gets on his face when he's just been fawning over her. She didn't understand why he did it or what he got out of it, but more often now, she's caught herself watching him with her own soft smiles.
It's hard not to stare, sometimes.
Her fingertips trace the curve of her breast, the fine point of her nail flicking across the bud of her nipple. ]
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[ Sometimes, it's exasperating. But others, she's charmed by that particular smile, that look he gets on his face when he's just been fawning over her. She didn't understand why he did it or what he got out of it, but more often now, she's caught herself watching him with her own soft smiles.
It's hard not to stare, sometimes.
Her fingertips trace the curve of her breast, the fine point of her nail flicking across the bud of her nipple. ]
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