Johnny Depp and Winona Ryder - Edward Scissorhands (1990)
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Johnny Depp and Winona Ryder - Edward Scissorhands (1990)
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lips barely shift towards the use of past - tense . more to that story , he can hear it , but he doesn’t lean in the manner she wants . likely worshipped by her accessory with the glare ( and he can have that job ) . he remains exactly as is , because he’s certain she can sense his pull - aways . wherever he goes , and he doesn’t believe in coincidences . ❝ nah . ‘m just starting to think i underestimated you . . . maybe shouldn’t have taught you some things . ❞ gaze drifts down the line of her legs , ❝ interesting how we keep ending up in the same places . ❞
her gaze traces over him the way his do, unhurried. unashamed. mapping the familiar lines of broad shoulders and stubble along jaw. able to collect herself, as she’s already ceded a little ground by simply being here. none of that touches her features, even if he knows it. ‘ you give yourself a lot of credit. ’ she indulges him. ‘ you showed me a few things. sure. ’ shrug that barely lifts one shoulder. leans back on his car, aware smooth limbs captures his attention, hem of mini skirt creeps higher. her eyes flick up to his. ‘ but i still get off somewhere else. ’ chin lifts faintly. ‘ as for us ending up in the same places, i go where i want. if you keep finding me, you wanted to. ’
JOSH MCGREGOR