[ Her chest rises and falls with a sweetened sigh. It isn't as though that dress did much to cover her, but the air is still cold, and his hands delightfully warm. ]
I wouldn't have it any other way. [ She's already working at the clasps of his vest, which has her leaning in closer, into his grasp. ]
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I wouldn't have it any other way. [ She's already working at the clasps of his vest, which has her leaning in closer, into his grasp. ]