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I meet her waist with both hands and slip my thumbs just inside the bottom of her shirt. It thrills me that I'm mere inches from the bejeweled belly button that's taunted me since my first glimpse.
Skimming her hands up my chest, she draws my opened shirt over my shoulders and off my back. "Really? What colors did you envision?"
Far more confidently than I feel, I reply, "Flesh tones."
Grasping the hem before I lose my nerve, I tug her stretchy tank uphill. I don't mean to pause at the very top, but I really can't help it.
A/N: Thank you for giving me a little time off from review replies, and please know that I read and enjoyed every one. I'm back home now and happy to bring you multiples today!