"Don't mock, it's rude," she chides playfully as she pours herself a glass of said wine and nothing else, focusing on her task to evade that warm look of his that's burrowing right under her skin. "You may start, since you apparently won the practice round..."
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Date: 2016-01-28 07:54 pm (UTC)