If only she had a vague idea of his hope, she might find some pleasure in teasing him about it. It only takes her as much time to get up and approach the door before it opens to greet him, arms folding naturally over her chest. Looking him over, she gives a quiet sigh.
"Is this really going to be necessary?" Naturally she digs her heels in and refuses to move. It's the way she is.
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"Is this really going to be necessary?" Naturally she digs her heels in and refuses to move. It's the way she is.