"Oh, shit, Harrow," says Gideon, almost moans it and then she moves her
hands, one coming to rest on Harrow's hip to steady her, the other pausing,
for a moment, before slipping under the hem of her t-shirt, touching the
feverishly hot skin of her side.
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Date: 2021-09-21 06:13 pm (UTC)"Oh, shit, Harrow," says Gideon, almost moans it and then she moves her hands, one coming to rest on Harrow's hip to steady her, the other pausing, for a moment, before slipping under the hem of her t-shirt, touching the feverishly hot skin of her side.
"Tell me how," she says, her voice hoarse.