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But nothing prepared him for how evocative simply being around Juno was. Especially in the brief moments when she was content. Peaches, velvet and plush, ripened in the summer sun. A bite of firm flesh seeking comfort from the searing rays, juice running down his chin. Then a burst of sugared sweetness, caramelised browned with molasses. Finished with a lush dollop of vanilla laced cream. She was the final temptation — I couldn’t possibly — before licking the bowl clean.
“Hi Isaac. Should have said that first. It’s good to see you again.” His expression softened considerably. “Yes, you too, Juno. You look beautiful.” “Thank you,” Juno blushed. “I love the green on you.” Hazel’s gaze darted between them like a Wimbledon match. “Ohh, I see. You’re both in denial,” she declared conclusively, folding her arms and leaning against the wall. “That’s hot. Wonder who’s going to crack first. I wish I could bet on this with someone but somehow I don’t think Doorman Dan over there will be a taker.”