[A quirk of his brow as he continue to slowly sip his drink, eying her for a moment as he draws it out before he finally lowers the glass, the ice clinking softly as it rests on the counter.]
Why?
[He crosses his arms over the counter as his eyes remain on hers.]
Think there's another reason? Or... [A grin as he leans in a little to close more of that distance.] Are you hoping for one?
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Why?
[He crosses his arms over the counter as his eyes remain on hers.]
Think there's another reason? Or... [A grin as he leans in a little to close more of that distance.] Are you hoping for one?