[ it's the second time he's held her hand so closely, but this time feels completely new, if only for the sensation of his lips pressed against her skin. she can't stop the tremble this time, full-bodied rather than just in her fingers; her cheeks flush with a warmth that rivals his own, but she doesn't pull away.
it's strange—she's barely moved at all in the past few minutes, but her heart is beating so quickly. ]
I hope not. [ she's teasing a little bit; the fondness has yet to leave her expression. ] I wouldn't regret you either. I know I won't.
[ and she'll continue to tell him that, even if she has to do so for the entirety of their stay here. ]
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it's strange—she's barely moved at all in the past few minutes, but her heart is beating so quickly. ]
I hope not. [ she's teasing a little bit; the fondness has yet to leave her expression. ] I wouldn't regret you either. I know I won't.
[ and she'll continue to tell him that, even if she has to do so for the entirety of their stay here. ]