[ Her stomach flips in the beset way as he laces his fingers with his. She feels like a champagne flute filled up with the good bubbly.
He leads her up the stairs to his room, a room that she's seen many times before. Once they're inside, she turns around then finally to him. ] Alright, you've got me here, Salvatore. What are you going to do with me?
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He leads her up the stairs to his room, a room that she's seen many times before. Once they're inside, she turns around then finally to him. ] Alright, you've got me here, Salvatore. What are you going to do with me?