[ It feels nice, having him play with her hair; reassuring, especially when she's so down about its state. She's never once thought badly about the way his hair hangs when unstyled, though. In fact, she rather loves it, seeing him a bit more ruggedly handsome, and certainly reminiscent of past times.
Her hands absently play over his chest, in turn. ]
It's hard to imagine that I ever got away with pushing you around, now! Could you even imagine where we'd be, if you'd continued to let me get away with it?
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Her hands absently play over his chest, in turn. ]
It's hard to imagine that I ever got away with pushing you around, now! Could you even imagine where we'd be, if you'd continued to let me get away with it?