One Night, No Names
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Clara said more quietly.
“Like what?”
“Unarmored.”
My expression softened. I let his hands fall fully to my sides, deliberately grounding myself where I stood. “Okay,” I said. “I won’t.”
Clara exhaled, some of the tension easing from her shoulders. It wasn’t fear in her eyes, just overstimulation. Too many layers peeled back at once.
“I can’t have a serious conversation while worrying about whether this robe is about to betray me,” Clara admitted, attempting a small, self-conscious smile.