I don't know what's going on between you and me. I don't understand it, and I prefer to ignore it because it's... I'm not used to this. I'm sure you do the elevator thing every day with twelve different women. You have that air of a Latin lover that disappoints sensitive hearts after the last kiss. But for me... what I feel is... what I felt was very far from normal, and the way I am now... reacting... I think I would overflow again, and I don't know how to manage not that...
"I'm sorry," he stammered, looking down at his shoes. I'm not good at communicating if I don't have confidence or I'm not on a platform. My thing is to be a lawyer, not to be...
"Someone's fantasy?"
Yuri looked at him without breathing. His powerful blue eyes were a reality check.
More reality. He no longer knew how to hold her.
He moved a little closer, showing her that he could get past the flood of her elevator emotions by being a little more direct. He didn't
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