[The touch of his hand on her face feels cooler than it once did, but it's no less pleasant. (And given the heat of her blushing, the contrast in temperature is quite appreciated.) Alice smiles and tilts her head slightly into it affectionately before he pulls it away to stand up.
Her smile only grows as she lets him help her to her feet. She stands up on her toes for a moment, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. It's a promise, to be fulfilled behind closed doors.]
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Her smile only grows as she lets him help her to her feet. She stands up on her toes for a moment, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. It's a promise, to be fulfilled behind closed doors.]
I think your room will be perfect.