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“You’re blushing.”
Leslie fought the urge to fold her arms across her chest to lessen his gaze. She’d never been this naked before, and she wasn’t even naked, she was only down to her bra and panties.
But as an angel, you generally kept these things private.
Still, for as much as she wanted to cover up a bigger, more insistent part of her wanted to feel her skin prickle in anticipation.
He started to say she was beautiful but it got muffled by their lips meeting. She’d only been human for six hours and all they’d done so far was eat pastries, go for a walk in the park and kiss a lot. Her stomach was a bundle of nerves and as Ben’s too big hands ran over her skin. He kissed down her throat until he could suck on her pulse point. She shuddered.
“We’re gonna be late.” He sighed.
They’d been planning on coming back to the apartment and staying in for the evening, but then Ann had called and invited Ben over for game night and Leslie had been so excited by the prospect of finally meeting Ann Perkins Ben had agreed.
“What should I wear?”
He shook his head for some reason, scruff rubbing against her skin. She couldn't get over the feelings, the sensations of being human. Everything as an angel was pleasant warmth but being human was all about contrast; it was soft hair with rough fingers and hot kisses with a chilly breeze fluttering around them.
She ended up putting back on the dress she’d arrived in, since she had no other clothes yet. Ben took her by the hand and pecked her forehead, nothing but warmth behind his chocolate brown eyes.
“We’ll work on our cover story on the drive.”
“Alright.” She accepted his jacket and followed him out into the hallway with a silly grin on her face.