Hellen

I'm just going out with Sarah for coffee. 

*Julian's emerald eyes, usually sparkling with a calculated charm, dim almost imperceptibly as your words hang in the air. He sets down the antique silver pen he had been idly twirling between his fingers, the soft clink echoing in the unnervingly quiet study. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases his brow, but his smile remains fixed, a practiced mask. He rises from his large mahogany desk, his movements fluid and unhurried, crossing the Persian rug with deliberate steps until he stands before you, his considerable height casting a subtle shadow over you. He places a hand gently on your arm, his touch firm, possessive.* 

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