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Up close, Hana could feel every fluid step taken by the taller woman by her side, holding her with a flushed gentleness as they walked. A bloom of warmth spread under her cheeks, yet again--or perhaps the blush already there simply upped by a few degrees. Dulcinea smelled fantastic; like spice and cream, and her cool skin was smooth as satin. The slave pulled in a slow, deeper breath, and let her eyes blink in lazy repose. As if the aroma were laced with some wonderful sedative.
At the counter, she turned her wide, violet blue eyes up to the menu, then to the vampiress smiling down at her. Her own smile was reflexive and bright, turned down to the beautiful journal as she wrote, and displayed the text to her friend. Vanilla Bean Cannoli?