[Sooo very sneakily— which is why Maya's eyes definitely don't flick from Hanna's face to his crotch to his face again. That's a trick of the light, don't you know.]
You sure? I don't know.... You don't sound so sure to me.
[She leans back on her palms, brushing her leg against his, still grinning.]
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You sure? I don't know.... You don't sound so sure to me.
[She leans back on her palms, brushing her leg against his, still grinning.]