[ His temperature might be on the rise, but he's hardly noticed with Natalie before him. Biting his lip, Leo gently brushes her hair aside, letting his hands roam over her as he just looks at her for a moment, and then huffs out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, meeting her eyes. ]
And you don't think you're hot? [ It's more a statement than a question, but he can't believe Natalie doesn't think so. There's more to this than how she looks, of course, but it certainly helps. ]
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And you don't think you're hot? [ It's more a statement than a question, but he can't believe Natalie doesn't think so. There's more to this than how she looks, of course, but it certainly helps. ]