[ He really is on high alert, and she pauses as soon as he says that, hand flattening against his stomach as she watches him. ] Open your eyes. [ She wants to see them, right now. The look in them was wonderful earlier, and she suspects it's still there. And she'd like him to look at her while he says whatever it is he needs her to stop for, see the calm consideration in her face and the banked desire in her eyes. ] Why do I need to stop?
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