Eden & Avery | At the Formal
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“Good.” Avery placed a hand around her narrow waist, his gaze drifting over the curve of her ass. He kept his hand on that tiny waist as they began to dance, moving in time to the beat of the music that filled the large space. Unable to resist, Avery leaned in and kissed the side of Eden’s neck. “I’ve missed that smile lately.”
Eden wrapped her arms around the other’s neck, pulling him in close. There was no need for space here. She hummed happily at the lips brushing against her neck. “You can invite me over whenever, Avery. I’m rarely busy.” She said as her fingers started playing with his hair.












