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A Drink To That

Histoire's tongue tasted a tang of bitterness against her lips. It had not yet registered to her that Andrew was currently on top of her and pinning her body down on the couch. The not-so eliciting moment lasted a few more seconds before Histoire rested her hands on his shoulders and lightly pushed him away. She figured it was okay for a kiss to be stolen here and there from time to time, but was not so sure if that was entirely allowed. Pushing away her first 'client' was not on her agenda.

"Uhm... I don't think physical contact is perm-"

"Don't worry. I won't get you into any trouble," Andrew interjected as he moved a few inches away from her. He remained hovering on top of her, looking down at her red cheeks. It was not possible to go further with her considering the time and the location, but he would have to reserve her for when the two weeks were up and she had retained the freedom to act in whatever way she desired.