[ Jim reluctantly lets the kiss break, licking his own lips and tasting her in them. Despite her abilities, her breath feels warm against him, even if her hand on his neck is a bit chilly. Nothing he can't get used to, though, and it definitely doesn't bother him now. ]
Never apologize for those kinds of interruptions. [ The meal can wait. Besides, he was the one who leaned in for a second kiss, so. ] That was much nicer than my milkshake.
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Never apologize for those kinds of interruptions. [ The meal can wait. Besides, he was the one who leaned in for a second kiss, so. ] That was much nicer than my milkshake.