[ No longer restrained by Aisha's arms, Alec capitalizes on the opportunity to jackknife onto his side and make a concerted effort to crawl out from underneath her, burrowing deeper into the glitter drifts like a sticky mole rat. ]
Are you finally admitting I'm the fashionable one?
[ He taunts, already a little out of breath, his heart thudding pleasantly in his ears. ]
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Are you finally admitting I'm the fashionable one?
[ He taunts, already a little out of breath, his heart thudding pleasantly in his ears. ]