Chapter 63
April Tel ford POV
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I stare at the way his muscles move, there's a calmness in him at the moment. He's not rushing this to be over yet, or is trying to make this more like a game. Maybe we are just done playing for the night. Or so I guess.
I smile as I notice the way he frowns when his hair strand falls down his eyes, and he pushes it back with slight irritation before he fixes his hair. They have grown long, he needs a cut as well as get his beard trim. Because now he looks just like someone who can tie me up in my own basement.
When he seems a little satisfied after having his hair fixed, he grabs a towel before turning to face me.
When his eyes meet mine, he eases for a second.
“I'm going to grab us a drink” Theodore states as he pulls a towel to wrap around
