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Victoria Javadi has a crush, and Dennis Whitaker has traveling hands.
__________"You aren't misreading anything about me," He said, sincere and honest. "Not when it comes to how much I want you." He admitted, eyes vulnerable as they awaited her escape. He braced himself for her to pull away, to scurry back to wherever Samira had ended up and ignore him for the rest of the night.
But she didn't. If anything, she inched even closer, bare leg shifting so that it was hooked around his, the scratch of his tailored trousers sending another shiver straight down to her core.
"Yeah?" She asked, desperate for it now. She looked at him through lidded eyes, sobering up quickly only to become drunk again from his exploratory touch. The feather-light feel of his fingers, the slightest bit calloused and rough, on her chin, her cheek. His nails scratched their way down the curve of her neck, settling at her pulse point.
"Yeah." He nodded.