[ He thinks that's honest enough without being something that might offend her, but he's feeling very strange, not just because he's been stripped down to the point of having lost a shirt, but also because it's not what he expected of her. If she wants this, he's happy to turn on the charm and press in, but Vasquez can't help but doubt that she's in her right head. Something strange is going on, but he doesn't pull away.
No, he just keeps close, his fingers trailing down her bare back, like a spider descending slowly from a web. ]
Me? This is my fault? You tell a man that, he could get very used to such nice compliments, you know. Be careful how many you tell this.
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[ He thinks that's honest enough without being something that might offend her, but he's feeling very strange, not just because he's been stripped down to the point of having lost a shirt, but also because it's not what he expected of her. If she wants this, he's happy to turn on the charm and press in, but Vasquez can't help but doubt that she's in her right head. Something strange is going on, but he doesn't pull away.
No, he just keeps close, his fingers trailing down her bare back, like a spider descending slowly from a web. ]
Me? This is my fault? You tell a man that, he could get very used to such nice compliments, you know. Be careful how many you tell this.