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To prove that my last post was just farce, I will give you a new one. But I make no promises about content, originality, or literary worth.
DR playfully smiled at her and gave a quick wink, "That's what I like about you"
She didn't think she had ever trully blushed until then. She could feel her face getting beet red as he continued to look at her. His gaze wasn't piercing or seeking, it just lingered and made her want to kiss him softly and laugh and blush and do all those things a woman in love does.
All she was and all she said were always in contrary motion, pulling her to show and be two seperate things. She thought long about what had made him smile so sweetly and she concluded that it was what she said not who she was. It was what she meant, not how she was to him that made him feel such comfort with her.
What an extreme dissapointment. Becuase he of course made her want to be near to him and with him and loved by him and he only wanted a smile and a wink and a good laugh.
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