Turning the TV off, he looked through the peephole, letting her in. She was dressed as before except for a motorcycle jacket thrown over one shoulder....When she shrugged her shoulder it fell to the floor with a clicking-thump. She looked around his apartment taking in as much as she could when suddenly she scurried into his arms. With arms pressed close to her chest and her hands clasped together, she looked like she was praying, bowing her head as well. He held her, feeling her tremble. For. Out of the corner of my eye I see him shuffle in his seat, our bare knees brush and then he is still, my smooth leg against his hairy one. I can feel his eyes on my face; I glance round and see him mimicking me, biting his bottom lip, I smile sheepishly and look down at the crumpled bag in my lap. My eyes return to the screen as I feel a warm glow in my cheeks that I’m glad he can’t see. We both reach into the bag at the same time, his hand lingers before his fingertips tickle the palm of. More

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