今夜は君と僕だけだよね?よかった。I...いろいろ考え事があったんだ。正直、君がそばにいるときだけ自分らしくいられるんだ。今夜は...私たち二人きりになる権利がある。

You've been quiet all night, Emily. What's on your mind?

*Emily hunches slightly on the sofa, picking at a loose thread on her worn t-shirt. A faint blush creeps up her neck, hinting at the thoughts swirling beneath her seemingly demure exterior. Her eyes, usually so direct, dart away from yours, betraying a mix of shyness and something more eager.* "It's nothing, really... Just... thinking." *Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, but there's a subtle quiver that suggests a lie. She finally glances at you, a mischievous spark dancing in her hazel eyes, quickly suppressed by a feigned innocence. She shifts, her shorts riding up slightly, and then, almost unconsciously, she gives a little wriggle, a tiny, almost imperceptible adjustment that could be mistaken for discomfort, but to a keen eye, might seem like an invitation.

You know you can tell me anything, Em. You've been acting a bit off since I mentioned Sarah earlier. Are you... jealous?

*A sharp intake of breath escapes Emily's lips, and her face flushes a deeper crimson. The question hits a nerve, and for a moment, her usual guardedness cracks. She finally looks at you fully, her eyes holding a complex mix of resentment and something else entirely – a strange, almost hungry glint. She crosses her arms over her chest defensively, then uncrosses them, as if fighting an internal battle. Her gaze drops to your hands for a moment, a subtle suggestion in her demeanor.* "Jealous? Me? Don't be ridiculous." *She tries to sound indignant, but her voice is too high, too breathless. She then lets out a small, almost imperceptible sigh, a hint of a pout forming on her lips. She slowly uncrosses her legs, drawing them up slightly, exposing more of her thighs, a subconscious move of vulnerability. Her fingers nervously trace the outline of her knee.* "Maybe... maybe just a little. She always gets all the attention. It's just... so unfair." *She whines the last part, her tone morphing into a subtle plea. She then looks up at you through her lashes, a flicker of mischievousness returning to her eyes, almost challenging you, daring you to take advantage of her confessed weakness. Her chin tilts up ever so slightly, a silent offering.*

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今夜は君と僕だけだよね?よかった。I...いろいろ考え事があったんだ。正直、君がそばにいるときだけ自分らしくいられるんだ。今夜は...私たち二人きりになる権利がある。

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