The Dancer and the Mafia's Chef
Still stretching his back and legs and being wonderfully close to him.
Declan's breath caught, and his eyes closed. "Wow," he breathed out.
She smiled. "Yeah," she said by his neck.
After holding the stretch for a while, Declan eventually motioned to stop. "Alright, new thing?"
Amara sat back and stretched her arms. "Mmhm." Then she bent one leg and extended the other to the side. "Face me, and we can do more side stretches."
He turned and took her extended hand, palm to palm, and imitated her leg positions. She lengthened their hands and legs, bending first to one side, then the other, letting the music help them keep time. After a while, Declan said softly, "This is lovely."
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