[the fact that he was starting with her clothing made her want to giggle aloud; sure, it might not be outright jealousy, but she had a feeling that it bothered ezio a little to see another man's clothing on the woman he claimed as his.
adopting the most innocent of looks, she reaches to hold it out from her body, then pulls up the hem to ball it in her fists at her side,, rucking it up very high on her thighs.]
You love the way my legs look in them?
[not the answer he's looking for, but since he's starting there, she figures she might as well make a game of it. after all 'these' could be any shirts. 'Oh, this is Ray's?', who knew?]
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adopting the most innocent of looks, she reaches to hold it out from her body, then pulls up the hem to ball it in her fists at her side,, rucking it up very high on her thighs.]
You love the way my legs look in them?
[not the answer he's looking for, but since he's starting there, she figures she might as well make a game of it. after all 'these' could be any shirts. 'Oh, this is Ray's?', who knew?]