That look she gives him shoots warmth up under his skin anew, glancing over from the shelter of his eyelashes before looking immediately back to his hand. Here goes nothing. "Can this be a practice round?" he asks brightly, pushing his already empty mimosa glass towards the center of the table with the popcorn bowl.
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Date: 2016-01-19 05:55 pm (UTC)