"We could," she agrees slowly, smiling and lifting her legs up on the sofa, leaning against his side as she lays her closest arm along the backrest, her hand lifting up to idly stroke her fingers through Tony's hair. She holds out her free hand for the wine glass, wriggling her fingers a little in a wordless request.
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Date: 2016-11-21 02:12 pm (UTC)