"Rosie, you tease," she says, delightedly, but her own voice feels so much lighter. "That's not fair at all." She's never been accused of not speaking her mind. There's a flicker of heat passing through her, something both very familiar and still a little new.
Get your mind out of the gutter, Spellman.
She carefully turns back to her own ice cream, almost prim and definitely compensating.
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"Rosie, you tease," she says, delightedly, but her own voice feels so much lighter. "That's not fair at all." She's never been accused of not speaking her mind. There's a flicker of heat passing through her, something both very familiar and still a little new.
Get your mind out of the gutter, Spellman.
She carefully turns back to her own ice cream, almost prim and definitely compensating.