[ For a moment, she studies him, mulling over some mental scenario. She controls the visceral, automatic response, biting it back— I want you there. That's what she wants to hurry out. Instead, she simply nods. ]
I might have a drawer I could clean out. [ It occurs to her briefly that maybe she should have offered a squire room instead but ahahahaha let's not fool ourselves. ]
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I might have a drawer I could clean out. [ It occurs to her briefly that maybe she should have offered a squire room instead but ahahahaha let's not fool ourselves. ]