Her face heated drastically in spite of the cold at the feeling of his warm breath on her flesh as he leaned in to speak to her. Merlin, if he just leaned in a little further...but no. That would be inappropriate and ill-advised. Dezzie was at once both pleased and horrified that the nature of their conversation required such proximity.
“I am not one for gossip,” she whispered in reply—honestly—“but I can’t help but be curious. Is that terrible of me?”
If it wasn’t, certain other thoughts she had for the moment certainly were.
“I am not one for gossip,” she whispered in reply—honestly—“but I can’t help but be curious. Is that terrible of me?”
If it wasn’t, certain other thoughts she had for the moment certainly were.
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