"Oh." That's all she can say, overlapping thoughts trying to start a war in her head, and each getting tamped down because she can't sit and process that while he watches her.
"I encouraged it," she points out, quietly, over the rim of her wine glass. She knows she's that close to crossing the line.
Again.
She isn't just sounding crazy tonight. She really is. She's lost her mind.
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"I encouraged it," she points out, quietly, over the rim of her wine glass. She knows she's that close to crossing the line.
Again.
She isn't just sounding crazy tonight. She really is. She's lost her mind.