[He'd reacted how she thought he might, and she was opening her mouth to reply when the subtle difference registered at the brush of his flesh on hers. Warm and vital and present where it shouldn't be. She froze, her eyes widening only a hint as her gaze dropped to his hand. His flesh and blood hand, attached to a real arm and not at all what it should be. Not what she was used to, not what she'd expected.
Her breath left her in a soft rush as she realized her mistake and quickly tried to cover it up, forcing her lips to curve back into that flirtatious smile once more as she met his gaze. Her mind was racing, trying to think up an explanation.
Whatever it was, this wasn't the James she knew.]
I'd be interested. The whole thing is a little daunting, I admit.
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Her breath left her in a soft rush as she realized her mistake and quickly tried to cover it up, forcing her lips to curve back into that flirtatious smile once more as she met his gaze. Her mind was racing, trying to think up an explanation.
Whatever it was, this wasn't the James she knew.]
I'd be interested. The whole thing is a little daunting, I admit.