[He couldn't help it; he looked. With the things he'd heard about this place, the few things he'd seen, the idea of Natasha being here and what she could get up to crept into his head. His eyes flicked down to the sway of her hips before he forced them back up, staring straight ahead for a moment.]
Yes.
[Then the reality of that and what it might mean joined some of the other images and he felt his cheeks pink.]
I mean... let's just wait until we get to my place.
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Yes.
[Then the reality of that and what it might mean joined some of the other images and he felt his cheeks pink.]
I mean... let's just wait until we get to my place.