[Peggy tangles her fingers in his hair again, having found that to be a lovely little distraction, especially when she can thread her fingers through the hair at his temples, a distracted and dazed, wondrous look on her face as she does it.
It's after the next kiss that she draws away, just enough to start nudging at his shoulder, encouraging him to get on his back.]
You don't know this about me yet, but I believe in equality, Mr. Roarke.
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It's after the next kiss that she draws away, just enough to start nudging at his shoulder, encouraging him to get on his back.]
You don't know this about me yet, but I believe in equality, Mr. Roarke.