"Pretty much always has, yeah. It used to drive my dad crazy." She stands
in front of him, ruffling her fingers through his hair and Keys is suddenly
intensely aware of how close she is, how good she smells, how much she's
touching him. And, when she bends forward a little, he can
definitely see down her shirt. He quickly averts his eyes, blushing.
And there's that giggle again.
"Good is a strong word," he says. "At least I'm not in any danger of a
receeding hairline."
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Date: 2023-01-30 07:57 pm (UTC)"Pretty much always has, yeah. It used to drive my dad crazy." She stands in front of him, ruffling her fingers through his hair and Keys is suddenly intensely aware of how close she is, how good she smells, how much she's touching him. And, when she bends forward a little, he can definitely see down her shirt. He quickly averts his eyes, blushing.
And there's that giggle again.
"Good is a strong word," he says. "At least I'm not in any danger of a receeding hairline."