With his back turned, Ianthe's gaze trailed down the knobby ridge of his spine and resisted the urge to draw phalanges down along it.
"One of the perks of being immortal," she commented, taking the torn ends of her shirt and tying them together so it wouldn't hang open and expose a tit. "What do you normally do to unwind?"
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"One of the perks of being immortal," she commented, taking the torn ends of her shirt and tying them together so it wouldn't hang open and expose a tit. "What do you normally do to unwind?"