[ He watches her for a moment, giving her hip a final squeeze, and then reaches for his clothes. It was a business transaction, to start. He's not certain what it is now, if anything. A moment, certainly. But she has a nice smile and she's relaxed, seemingly content and with no reason to be wary of him.
That's nice. It won't last, but it's nice. So it goes. ]
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That's nice. It won't last, but it's nice. So it goes. ]