He leaned towards her, pausing before they touched, and left room for the reverberations inside her to echo in him. He could feel it again, the buzzing she’d come into the room with vibrating there in that empty space, now occupied by the tremors of possibility. She could fill it with herself, she could shove him away, she could pull him closer. She could pry apart his ribs and leave him there, gutted, doe-eyes wide with, I didn’t think it’d be so wet.
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