I know. [ No smugness now, not as he leans in and presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth before he withdraws. His hand has let you go, fingers catching you by the wrists and drawing you flush up against him so you can straddle his lap if you choose.
His face is tilted up to look at you. ] Do you trust me?
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His face is tilted up to look at you. ] Do you trust me?