[ He sees your cheeky little use of innuendo there, blondie, and no, he's not about to object to that. What a damn fool he'd be to do such a thing, honestly.
Gloves tossed aside, boots scuff themselves against the flooring of the room as he makes his way over to the couch and stops before it, a smile on his lips. ]
If I didn't know any better, I'd say you planned this.
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[ He sees your cheeky little use of innuendo there, blondie, and no, he's not about to object to that. What a damn fool he'd be to do such a thing, honestly.
Gloves tossed aside, boots scuff themselves against the flooring of the room as he makes his way over to the couch and stops before it, a smile on his lips. ]
If I didn't know any better, I'd say you planned this.