I don't know what that is. [And she doesn't know what to feel right now. Should she try initiating again? He no longer seems put off by her presence. And her own indignation is fading. She finds herself walking closer to him, feeling the warmth of his body against her skin.] Besides. I liked my idea.
[There's an alley up ahead that seems tailor-made for a little rendezvous... if he gives even the slightest hint of openness to the idea, she's going to drag him into it and eat him alive.]
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[There's an alley up ahead that seems tailor-made for a little rendezvous... if he gives even the slightest hint of openness to the idea, she's going to drag him into it and eat him alive.]