[ does he think he's being sly? she wonders -- and that curiosity garners him a smile, albeit muted and hidden against his temple. gentle-like, she slides a hand down his arm and tangles his fingers in hers. as though, perhaps, she might halt his 'sly' progress. make an obstacle of herself. ]
And if I don't want to be woken with kisses? What then?
[ but if dared to ask directly? well -- she'd have to admit she'd enjoy it. ]
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And if I don't want to be woken with kisses? What then?
[ but if dared to ask directly? well -- she'd have to admit she'd enjoy it. ]