... but he did take her squeamishness the wrong way, prompting him to pull back and begin chattering away. Tessie almost missed his name, as she was far too focused on her flaring cheeks to worry about what he was saying. If she had been anything other than a perfectly proper young woman, she would have pulled him down herself and planted a kiss on his lips, but she didn't roll that way. Instead, she pulled back, and, despite her completely humiliated expression, tried to offer him a smile. Elias Grimstone was a familiar name — she faintly remembered it from a conversation with Maggie — but she didn't know why. Maybe he was a quidditch player?
"My name's- um, it's Tessie Darrow. Tessa. Miss Darrow," she answered awkwardly as she anxiously waited for proper introductions to come to their natural conclusion.
"My name's- um, it's Tessie Darrow. Tessa. Miss Darrow," she answered awkwardly as she anxiously waited for proper introductions to come to their natural conclusion.
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