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As Raaf pinched the bridge of his nose, he heard Sara quickly rise to her feet "Are you alright?"

No, he thought How the fuck could a irl like her was so easily driving him crazy?

She stepped closer towards hi, bad cat that planned to eat it whole, and the thought made it harder for him not to smile

Fuck, fuck, fuck

Hoas it that his composure had never failed him whenever his life was on the line, and yet where his Sara was concerned it had beco but reliable?

"Raaf?"

She had finally found the courage to approach hi and unclenching as if she was fighting against the urge to reach for him

It was ah to have him fuck her then and there, he still did have a lesson to teach her, and so Raaf heard himself say, "It's my work"

His Sara paled and gulped, but to her credit, she soed to put her fears aside in order to respond hat did see that troubles you?"

"Just the usual Investins"

"I see"

He could practically see his Saraair quotations in her head as she repeated his words to herself, and he was al the operative word, but if push came to shove, what he really ould be exasperated And still offended as hell

"I suddenly have an idea, , "Perhaps I need a pair of fresh eyes—-" He pretended not to hear her squeak as he tugged her close "Perhaps you can help ?"

"Uh"

He could feel her literally dragging her feet, but since he was a lot stronger than her, she still ulti him as they descended the steps

"I'd like your opinion about cold storage" She crashed into his back at the words, and he clenched his jaw to keep hi

"Your, ue?"

"My ould be in danger without it"

"Oh"