[The motion was clearly unexpected, leaving her gasping softly as she was moved so deftly. Her hands moved on their own, settling on his shoulders and for a moment, she realized they were broader that she'd thought...
Cheeks flushed a bit, she found it hard to look into that dark gaze, but looking down wasn't an option when that would mean looking at his lips.
Oh, he wasn't making this easy, was he?]
I've always liked to think on my feet. It's a talent of mine.
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Cheeks flushed a bit, she found it hard to look into that dark gaze, but looking down wasn't an option when that would mean looking at his lips.
Oh, he wasn't making this easy, was he?]
I've always liked to think on my feet. It's a talent of mine.