[ Veronica rolls her eyes at his show of dramatics, bending her leg enough to knock her knee against his elbow -- which ultimately causes her already short robe to leave even less to the imagination for a few short moments. ]
The girl next door? Albert, you mean? [ She only manages to bite back her laughter for a few seconds, her shoulder lifting in an offhanded shrug as it tapers off to nothing more than a quiet, satisfied hum. ] Question number 2, then: if I invited you back here, what did you do that landed you on the front porch rather than in my bed?
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[ Veronica rolls her eyes at his show of dramatics, bending her leg enough to knock her knee against his elbow -- which ultimately causes her already short robe to leave even less to the imagination for a few short moments. ]
The girl next door? Albert, you mean? [ She only manages to bite back her laughter for a few seconds, her shoulder lifting in an offhanded shrug as it tapers off to nothing more than a quiet, satisfied hum. ] Question number 2, then: if I invited you back here, what did you do that landed you on the front porch rather than in my bed?