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He scented her before he saw or even heard her. That sweet tempting smell he'd been desperate to avoid for days on end. His broad chest rose and fell as his ears worked to listen to the woman, listen for her entrance and polite, little raps against his door. For a moment he was partially embarrassed at the state of his room, and at the state of himself. He was far to tall to crouch down comfortably, and looked a proper sight as he peered around himself to the woman in his door way. His tongue snook out of his jowls and flicked over his lips involuntarily. There was an odd fizzing in his stomach and as much as he tried to divert it, it was no use. He pulled himself to his full height of seven foot eight, towering over the female.
'Uh, no. It's fine... Estic, I'm fine, Gracies...' he mumbled, pulling his hand up to the back of his head to ruffle his thick, black mane. 'How, uh, how have you been?' he asked, blue eyes attempting to keep contact, but finding it almost too difficult.
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