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”And why should you get one?”
She shrieks, laughing through it, and backs up to the wall, staying just out of reach. “Perhaps I’ll catch you, then,” she teases, sliding sideways.
Mordred bites his lip. “Someone is going to think I’m killing someone in here,” he tells her, reaching out to grab her but she is just out of reach.
“Then they shouldn’t be listening.” Quickly she shoots out her hand and snags his wrist, then steps behind him, wrapping both arms around his chest.