The moment they're through the door, she backs off, holding onto one of his hands with both of hers. She's not a teenager to be seen in public hanging off him like a remora.
But her eyes never leave him. Not for an instance.
There might be a stolen kiss or two on the stairs, the moment they're alone together again.
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But her eyes never leave him. Not for an instance.
There might be a stolen kiss or two on the stairs, the moment they're alone together again.