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until we meet the moon
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want to continue in this same thread with the next morning, or start a different one? Or just end everything here, up to you ^^
The explanations that followed were met with a widening of the smile at her lips, returning his smile by brightening her own.
“And I will be looking forward to it.” A gentle chuckle accompanied her words, but the promises would be left for another time. Her pride had not begun aching just yet, but had she taken his past offers, feelings of being coddled may yet get the bitter sting going.
At this rate the end of the storm would find her spoiled rotten, and Lord forbid that she become comfortable enough to take advantage of his kindness. As well as her nature could be tamed, she’d do him the favor of keeping the feminine guiles in check. It wasn't as if there’d been a reason to either way, so far he had done nothing but assist her, again and again.
Curious eyes trailed slowly down to the pressure at her shoulder, studying the unexpected presence of the hand before flickering back to peer into his eyes. Her own hands slipped from their grip on the blanket, sneaking upwards to gently snake the black gloved fingers around his own. They lingered there for only a moments time; wanting to convey her thankfulness in the swift contact before she elusively slid his hand from her shoulder.
The playful move was one of goodwill and not inspired by offense, the tips of her digits trying to lightly hold his own to convey that fact, even as she began drift back into washroom. “I’ll keep that in mind.” As she finally slipped away, her head dipped slowly in final parting gesture. “Goodnight.” The word was extended in drowsy leisure –and as the goodbye drawled out from her lips, she quietly closed the door.
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