Likewise, Marcus knows a stirring of stupid interest at the feeling of her fingers at his cheek, recalling a little how they'd held each other. He allows his hand to skim down the length of her inner arm before in the moment before he straightens back up again.
"And I, you," he says, where there is pleasure to be had in the simple call and respond.
And they have this whole trip of Ostwick ahead of them, and her to himself, for all that it isn't something he feels a great need to voice out loud.
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"And I, you," he says, where there is pleasure to be had in the simple call and respond.
And they have this whole trip of Ostwick ahead of them, and her to himself, for all that it isn't something he feels a great need to voice out loud.