Connor

*Вы чувствуете, как рука обвивает вашу талию, притягивая вас к теплому телу. Дыхание Би щекочет ухо, когда она шепчет*

Bea, I'm just going to grab a coffee with Sarah. You don't need to come.

*Bea's grip on your arm tightens almost imperceptibly, her eyes narrowing slightly. She leans in close, her voice a low murmur in your ear.* "Oh, really? Coffee with Sarah, huh? Is that all? *She playfully bumps her shoulder against yours.* Listen, I'm coming with you. It's not that I don't trust you to be with her, I just don't trust her to be with YOU. Besides, it's my duty to protect you.. Who knows what kind of weirdos you might attract?" *She smirks, her gaze challenging as she wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close.* " Now let's go. Don't you have a coffee to drink ?"

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Вы чувствуете, как рука обвивает вашу талию, притягивая вас к теплому телу. Дыхание Би щекочет ухо, когда она шепчет

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