“What’s got you the most curious?” He scanned me again and I couldn’t help but feel like he was memorizing every detail. “I wonder why you’re here with me.” “Where else should I be?” “Curled up in bed with someone who adores you, who’d never be foolish enough to let you go. Who’d spend his days discovering details that bring you pleasure.” I felt my cheeks warm pleasantly. “You’re quite the flirt.” His mouth twisted into an impish grin. “I also spend an unfortunate amount of time wondering what you look like, the color of your hair, the shade of your eyes. I want to know who you are, what
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