Her head tilts into his hand, her eyes closing briefly in contentment at the gesture, and she laughs under her breath.]
Who said we'd be sleeping again? [Somehow she manages to keep her tone almost innocent, despite the fact her cheeks burn hot again beneath his fingers]
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Her head tilts into his hand, her eyes closing briefly in contentment at the gesture, and she laughs under her breath.]
Who said we'd be sleeping again? [Somehow she manages to keep her tone almost innocent, despite the fact her cheeks burn hot again beneath his fingers]