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“What shall we say when people ask us how we met?” The corners of her mouth twitched. “We’ll say I was in my nightrail, brushing my hair in peaceful solitude, when you climbed up to my balcony and—” “Do you even have a balcony?” She pursed her lips. “You’re not invited upon it, regardless.” He gave her a slow, naughty smile. “No one’s ever *invited* to scale a balcony.” — Erica Ridley
What shall we say when people ask us how we met?”
The corners of her mouth twitched. “We’ll say I was in my nightrail, brushing my hair in peaceful solitude, when you climbed up to my balcony and—”
“Do you even have a balcony?”
She pursed her lips. “You’re not invited upon it, regardless.”
He gave her a slow, naughty smile. “No one’s ever *invited* to scale a balcony.