Gun for a Dress

[Reeves]

Boldly, he reached out and cupped her cheek in his hand, playfully putting her statement or perhaps hypothesis to the test. "I don't feel burned. Maybe I'm just used to the heat." While he did this, he approached her by another step. He was close enough now for her to have a better view of how blue his eyes were, and likewise he was able to better appreciate her tattoos from the new angle. "It's a sensible enough opinion to have. But when it comes to us, feel free to grasp whenever the motivation strikes you." He'd linger in this position at least until she had the chance to perhaps respond before withdrawing to his previous spot, patiently waiting for when they'd be back at the table.

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