"Yep. I have those, despite popular opinion." He swallows, his heart beating faster and faster the longer she stares back. He wants to move his plate back to the cart but he can't look away. His eyes travel up and down her face, mouth going dry when he feels her gaze settle there. Unconsciously, he leans in another fraction of an inch.
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Date: 2016-09-10 07:20 pm (UTC)