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Post by Tabitha d'Armel (R) on Jun 15, 2010 1:32:04 GMT -5
I found the fabric I wanted rather quickly now that I was in the right section, but I let him suffer through me browsing for a bit extra. He deserved it for thinking he could touch me like he had.
“This will do,” I said finally, letting my fingers caress over a heavy midnight colored wool. The color was lovely, but it was more the fabric I liked, durable and it would keep me warm. “I shall go order a length and then we can be gone, does that suit?”
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