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[ A smile pops onto his face that is in no way rakish but purely pleased. A little amused maybe, even, at himself and his luck.

His hands tighten on her hips briefly before he eases back and looks around. He huffs out a dry laugh. ]

Where is there even a bedroom in this place?

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