My eyebrow arches and I recite theatrically, “You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope.” I shake my head. “Doesn’t have the same ring to it, darling.” A laugh escapes her lips. “Go back to work. I’ll see you in the morning. Oh wait,” she feigns surprise, “it is the morning. I’ll see you when we cross paths again.” I watch her walk to the staircase, her lovely round ass bouncing against her silk robe. “How can you be sure we will?” I ask before I return to my computer. She hypnotizes me, gluing me to this very spot. She glances over her shoulder, her silky hair molding her beautiful face.
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i need someone that will quote pride & prejudice to me
