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——— Today 19.08 ———
I can't stop thinking about that kiss.
——— Today 19.34 ———
Me neither. Hope it didn't distract you from the race. 🫢
It did a little.
But trust me, I'd do it all over again.
I don't doubt it. Maybe you should ask me to dinner soon.
So we can play footsie again? No thanks!
But... I wasn't going to annoy you this time. Promise.
And... even if I did decide to tease you again you'd have an excuse to ****** me.
Why don't you spell that out for me, babe?
Spell what out?
So shy.
You know very well that I'm not shy.
Pretending to not be shy and not being shy are two complete different things.
And well, it doesn't seem like you have the courage to spell it out for me.
I'm NOT shy.
I'm purposely not doing it to taunt you, baby.
I don't think that will work out in your favour eventually, chérie. I've got plenty ideas on how to taunt you back.
I'll believe it when I see it.
You will.
——— Today 20.39 ———
Pierre?
——— Today 20.50 ———
Yes?
I can't stop thinking about you. Will you come to my room?
Perschler hotel, right?
Yes. Room 108.
Be there in fifteen.
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There was a knock. It could only be him, so Melena neared the door with the biggest anticipation she'd ever felt in life. She was barefoot. And wearing nothing but today's long sleeved dress, which she knew Pierre loved from the way he'd been continuously admiring her. A nervous feeling gripped her, soon letting him inside her hotel room with a dimmed smile.
