[ Again, his fingers brushed against that flushed cheek, that smile never leaving him even if he let out a breath. ]
Rose by any other name, eh?
[ It's a small, teasing smile even as he lowered his hand. But his voice never went above a murmur, as if he wanted to keep some measure of intimacy between them at this moment. ]
If you don't fancy me calling you by your first name, then I won't.
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Rose by any other name, eh?
[ It's a small, teasing smile even as he lowered his hand. But his voice never went above a murmur, as if he wanted to keep some measure of intimacy between them at this moment. ]
If you don't fancy me calling you by your first name, then I won't.