"On if I will be trading weeks worth of your company --"
Deft fingers traced the elegant line of Surreal's jaw.
"For just one night."
Not that it would ever be just one night. Rainier knew that. But he wasn't sure what the morning after would look like, and he much prefered the idea of seeing her again.
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"On if I will be trading weeks worth of your company --"
Deft fingers traced the elegant line of Surreal's jaw.
"For just one night."
Not that it would ever be just one night. Rainier knew that. But he wasn't sure what the morning after would look like, and he much prefered the idea of seeing her again.