❝you think so? ———- i must say that you look tragically gorgeous as always.❞
he pressed a quick, chaste peck to her cheek as he helped her devest of her peacoat. still smiling, Jim pulled her chair out and gestured for the young woman to take a seat.
❝how have you been, Rosalie?❞
—-And her cheeks puffed under the sweet sensation of his lips. A gentleman in his own right. Begrudgingly so. For how long could one deny themselves a taste of such an intoxicating figure. A sigh released from plump pink lips and she sits, folding her dress underneath her gently. ’ I’ve been just fine, Jim. I expect you’ve been the same? ’
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(WHERE DID I GO WRONG, I LOST A FRIEND, SOMEWHERE ALONG IN TH E BITTERNESS…… & I WOULD HAVE STAYED UP WITH YOU ALL NIGHT HAD I KNOWN….[dramatic pause] HOW TO SAVE A LIFEEEE ….)