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I know she gets the hint I'm trying to send her, when I'm fidgeting in my spot slowly moving away a tiny drop. But her arm is still firmly around my shoulder and her thighs are still very much pressed against mine on the couch. She's not budging.
It's one of those things she does- not giving in to my stubbornness. She knows my fidgeting is me pretending to want her to back away and stop touching me and leave me the fuck alone. She also knows my cold personality is an act and my tough attitude is just part of the play.
But I will never admit that to her. Even though I know she knows. And she knows that I know she knows, I will never actually tell her that she's right.
At least, I don't think I will.
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