[The movement catches his eye, and he glances at her from the corner of it while pretending to still be looking over the map. Her hair falls over her shoulders, and it somehow gives her a softer look. Or maybe he's just that drunk.
He definitely doesn't look away when she begins to mess with her corset.]
Perhaps I could do the tracking for you, in that case. Split the findings fifty-fifty.
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He definitely doesn't look away when she begins to mess with her corset.]
Perhaps I could do the tracking for you, in that case. Split the findings fifty-fifty.