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вєиє∂ιςт ѕσяєℓℓιи-ℓαиςαѕтєя ([personal profile] warriorborn) wrote 2021-11-12 01:54 pm (UTC)

[ Don't be alarmed, she says, and he's instantly on high alert. It isn't helping to have her lean so close into his space, her breath washing down his collar and the smell of her skin impossible to ignore as she practically purrs in his ear. It's only through herculean effort that he resists the urge to shiver, an impulse not helped along at all by the way she curls her hand over his on the gear shift.

He's not entirely sure what she means by that, and he's a little afraid to ask.

The paparazzi have been an annoying fixture in his life since he was a child, though he's fairly certain they've just gotten worse over the last few years. Maybe it's because he's become more interesting as he's become an adult, maybe it's the improvement in technology; whatever the reason, their increasing presence in his life is one of the reasons he dislikes coming home.

All he wants is to live his life without anyone bothering him. Is that too much to ask?

Were he by himself, he might try some evasive driving maneuvers to escape his tail, might seek refuge somewhere the paparazzi couldn't follow, but it's clear that Kate has other ideas.

Easing his foot off the gas a little, he twists his hand beneath hers to give her fingers a squeeze as he nods once.
] Alright.

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