[She's not sure what that says, if it says anything at all. Instead of considering it, she wanders to the flowers on his bedside table, brushing her fingers against one.]
[ Now he's tempted to touch her, just to see if he can feel out how much of a lie that is--c'mon, they aren't exactly blushing virgins here--but she's moved away from him. ]
Yeah. Sucks for your secret admirer. [ The fiction of it is amusing enough to keep up, even as he's reaching for her hand to pull her in close. Whatever he felt a moment ago, now it's cheerful lust. ] Speaking of seeing you in it--
I mean, I already got a preview here--[ fingering the visible straps at her neck with his free hand, the backs of his fingers skimming between the lingerie and her skin ]--so...
You think so? [ His other hand's at the small of her back, finding its way under her tank top to the vinyl and satin underneath. ] I could let you go right now, let you find your own way outta this.
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[She's not sure what that says, if it says anything at all. Instead of considering it, she wanders to the flowers on his bedside table, brushing her fingers against one.]
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What was that theory of yours, anyway?
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Promise you won't call me crazy?
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[She drags the word out, very dramatically.]
I think you did it.
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[ He snorts, like this is the most ridiculous idea he's ever heard, but only for the joke of it. ]
What gave you that idea?
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[ But he's grinning. ]
Coulda been anybody.
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[She tilts her head, all feigned thoughtfulness. God, he's cute.]
Maybe. But you're the one who gets to see me in the gift, so...
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Yeah? Oh, you wanted to do that now?
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Well, a preview's probably all you need.
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You're good at puzzles, right? You should teach me.