The cut of attitude in his response caused somersaults in Sophia’s stomach, and she lingered expectantly as he leveled his full height against her. A woman of lesser fortitude might’ve looked aside, might've played off his sentiment, or squirmed away like a hare in hand. Soph was nothing like this, and stood unflinchingly as she bore her gaze into the man’s eyes even when she felt her cheeks flush. She wanted him to see her like this. Just a little.
“I’m very good at keeping secrets,” she agreed conspiratorially, tempted to the swift exit of the comfortable confines of her room, and seeing no reason she should ignore it. Her hand found the doorknob, and gently opened it behind her. “Do you have any to share?” she asked, stepping back to coax Oz into the room with her. No tricks, her coy expression promised.
“I’m very good at keeping secrets,” she agreed conspiratorially, tempted to the swift exit of the comfortable confines of her room, and seeing no reason she should ignore it. Her hand found the doorknob, and gently opened it behind her. “Do you have any to share?” she asked, stepping back to coax Oz into the room with her. No tricks, her coy expression promised.
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thank you gin for the set<3
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