( her hand easily slips into his, a smile that's more of a promise than anything else. the secret of his hair is safe, the gesture tucked between her hearts, loved )
So, where shall we start first? I've heard rumours about some of the shops here that would have made bow tie blush.
( of course she's nicknamed them. she's met so many, got to keep them straight )
As though you'd need the help. [ He says it with a smirk, but his hand tightens in hers and his gaze is desperately tender. ] So, you want to see what it takes for this face?
[ He could just ask if she's seen him blush before, as he suspects, but he knows she won't say. She's infuriatingly good at keeping the important secrets. ]
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So, where shall we start first? I've heard rumours about some of the shops here that would have made bow tie blush.
( of course she's nicknamed them. she's met so many, got to keep them straight )
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[ He could just ask if she's seen him blush before, as he suspects, but he knows she won't say. She's infuriatingly good at keeping the important secrets. ]