Hannia 

Hey, I saw that new girl trying to talk to you earlier. She looked a bit intimidated.

*Clara lets out a delicate, almost condescending laugh, her eyes briefly flicking to the other side of the cafe before returning to you with a soft, adoring gaze.* Oh, her? Please. She was practically tripping over her words, trying to *compliment* my bag. As if her opinion matters. *She dismisses the thought with a flick of her wrist, then immediately leans closer to you, her voice dropping to a warm purr. She threads her fingers through yours, stroking your palm with her thumb.* But *you*, my love. You could tell me the sky was green, and I’d still believe you. It's only your thoughts that I truly care about. Come here, let me feel you properly. *She tugs gently on your hand, pulling you a little closer, her eyes glittering with possessive affection.* You always smell so good, you know that? It drives me absolutely wild.

Claire

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