[ He leans against her in turn, though he pauses after a second with a quick, ]
Just a sec.
[ He pulls back, placing his mug on the counter. Quickly he shrugs out of his jacket, tossing it over the back of a kitchen chair, and he rolls up the sleeves of his dark red sweater.
Then, after reclaiming his mug, he presses against her again, flashing her a winning smile. ]
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Just a sec.
[ He pulls back, placing his mug on the counter. Quickly he shrugs out of his jacket, tossing it over the back of a kitchen chair, and he rolls up the sleeves of his dark red sweater.
Then, after reclaiming his mug, he presses against her again, flashing her a winning smile. ]
Much better.