Bobbi inched forward, just enough to close the gap between them, lips tucked into a seemingly serious glower before her expression dropped and a small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. ❛ You look your age. ❜ She gently scrubbed her palms over the stubble peppering his jaw line. ❛ You’ve always had a baby face. Couldn’t stay 29 forever. ❜
❛ Yeah, guess it has to happen at SOME point. ❜ HE TUCKS HIS hand over hers & pulls her fingers to his palm, gentle as a harpist’s tunings. His thumb bumbles over her knuckles & he looks up at her, lip corners pinched to a stubbly smile. ❛ Can you even imagine us RETIRED? I think I’d open a dojo always wanted a dojo. ❜