Your eyes drop before you can stop them. The neckline plunges just past the point of polite, fabric straining against a decision made deliberately, not carelessly.
She knows exactly what she's doing. That slight forward lean isn't accidental — it opens the view another inch, soft curves pressing together, skin warm under the light.
Too much? The phrase dissolves the moment you see it. There's a specific kind of confidence in showing this much, in framing the question while already knowing your answer is written all over your face.
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