@61317 : [ &&. ] / / tracing a scar.
SIPHON OFF OF LIQUOR CEASES when fingertip ghosts across his brow. peer is elicited towards the touch. had it not belonged to erin , dean would have flinched , quick to deflect it. SELDOM DOES HE GRANT ANYONE THIS CHANCE OF INTIMACY. he breathes , meeting the curiosity playing ‘pon her features —— GLANCE OF A TRUE DETECTIVE. . . . with a gleam of tenderness. nerves are stricken as it PIERCES through the walls he has built. ❛ . . . see somethin’ ya’ like , ❜ returning to the tumblers , he carries on serving themselves a TASTEFUL reward. ❛ or are ya’ reckonin’ a game of TWENTY QUESTIONS ?? ❜
