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And I had no idea what a man who looked like that could possibly see in me.
“Do you really think I’m beautiful?” “At this very moment, I think you’re annoying. But, in general, yes.”
I let my head rest against his knee, and, somewhere between the mini-challenge and the runway, Oliver’s hand began stroking softly through my hair.
He brushed the hair out of my eyes almost absentmindedly. “You know, you’re sometimes very sweet.”
Oliver’s arm went round my waist. It was worrying how natural that was beginning to feel.
He kissed me. And it was the most Oliver kiss, his hands cupping my face gently to draw me to him, and his lips covering mine with a deliberate care that was its own kind of passion.
FINALLY
And he made me feel so fucking precious I wasn’t sure I could bear it.
He’ll be staring out the window, wondering if you’re looking at the same moon he is.”
