She feels it, and she notes the distinct lack of panic accompanying the question. He's finding it easier to trust her. In the back of her mind, she silently whispers a prayer of thanks.
She steals another soft kiss from his lips, lingering for a breath or two in the moment. "Yes, let's do that," she whispers. "We can discuss what comes next."
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She steals another soft kiss from his lips, lingering for a breath or two in the moment. "Yes, let's do that," she whispers. "We can discuss what comes next."