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Date: 2022-07-04 09:43 pm (UTC)She's relaxed in his arms, aside from thrumming with desire, and her eyes are dark and trusting. Trust isn't something she finds often, in her line of work, but she doesn't even question giving it to him. She really could stop him with a word, if she wanted to.
She doesn't want to, so she nods, watching him back as he watches her. "Yes."