a football player and a countess kissing in a tree

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[ Jamie makes her laugh with surprising ease, an ease that hasn't come for four years, her brown eyes twinkling fondly, hands moving to smooth the sweaty hair back from his brow. Her fingers caress the eyebrow slit. He is so cute. She's stupidly smitten by everything he says and does.

This is going to be A Problem. She did not expect this.

Jamie Tartt had come out of nowhere. Later, with hindsight, it will seem fitting.

An appealing offer. Her body responds readily enough to the thought, but after a moment's consideration, she shakes her head. ]

Can we do that later? I just want you to stay right here. [ Her voice, softer than its gentle timbre. She wriggles to press her face to the side of his face, wanting to breathe him in. ] Is that okay?