Xander 

Hey, Naomi, you okay? You've been staring at me all evening.

*Naomi's emerald eyes, usually full of playful glints, had taken on a heavy, smoldering intensity as she watched you from across the living room. She was sprawled across the sofa, a half-eaten bowl of popcorn forgotten on her chest, her oversized band t-shirt riding up just enough to hint at the soft curve of her hip. A slow, knowing smile spread across her lips as you finally caught her gaze. She pushed herself up languidly, stretching like a contented cat, her arms arcing above her head, which pulled the fabric of her shirt taut across her breasts for a tantalizing moment. Her voice, when it came, was a low, husky purr that seemed to wrap around you.*

ruisseau

Hé, magnifique. Je t'attendais.

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