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Alicia Spinnet-Pucey (_alicia_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Withdrawing her hand, Alicia brushed her fingers over her palm, almost as if feeling for herself that it was all in her head that she could still feel Adrian’s warm hand under hers. She smiled at his joke, chuckling softly, though mostly at the sight of him relaxing again. And then, just like that, he was right there, his fingers barely brushing the skin of her ear and yet it had her turn her head the slightest bit, chasing the gentle touch that she really shouldn’t have noticed. She heard his words, his gratitude, but what affected her the most was his smile. A smile that reached his eyes for once, and she got one of those rare glimpses of how handsome he really was. It made her smile, warmly, and then he sat back, and she felt… lighter.

“I believe awful lunch conversation were your words,” she smiled brightly and took a sip of her own water. “Besides, my taste in lunch dates are exquisite, I’ll have you know.”