[ His chagrined smile when he lifts his head comes with a somewhat shy look, patting Caleb's thigh. Not knowing how to say anything of importance yet, Fjord nods to the hot tub. ]
Can you sit in front of me if we stay in here a little longer? My legs are dead.
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[ His chagrined smile when he lifts his head comes with a somewhat shy look, patting Caleb's thigh. Not knowing how to say anything of importance yet, Fjord nods to the hot tub. ]
Can you sit in front of me if we stay in here a little longer? My legs are dead.
[ True romance. ]