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By the time the car pulled up in front of the restaurant, my foot was feeling much better due to Florian's constant massaging. His fingers were soft yet firm, skilful around my skin, and his touch was delicate. I watched him throughout the ride, never once getting distracted by the sights around. They were beautiful, but... He finally looked up and met my eyes. He had been so focused on my foot, massaging it that he hadn't even bothered to look up to me. His eyes darted across both of mine, and he gave me a small smile. "Does it feel better?" I nodded slowly. "I doubt there is an ache as stubborn as you." He slowly raised his brow. "Well, that is perfect. I hope those aches know thay can't get to you while I am right here." I smiled, then blinked, feeling moisture build up in my eyes
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