Hypnotized by his lips Gretchen unconsciously licked her own as the same hot and bothered sensation she had come to associate with Mr Prewett came over her all of a sudden. At a distance it had just about been manageable but being this close to him was making her recall with perfect clarity how warm and solid he felt against her when he held her tight.

And were all men’s lips as soft as his?

For the moment she truly didn’t want to find out.

“Maybe you’re right,” she replied coyly, glancing up through her eyelashes with renewed aplomb, wishing she were brave enough to invite him for a walk, take him to somewhere much more secluded and kiss him once again.

Perhaps if she saw him over the summer it might be possible? No one really minded what she did anyway and with Sen and Frida debuting they would be paying even less attention to her than normal. She could slip away and meet him – that was, if he wanted to meet?

“Where would you have preferred me to appear?”

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Bee is tremendous, isn't she?