[Watching him crush the cigarette, Daisy moves closer as she lifts her gaze to look at his face. He still hasn’t said what’s on his mind, even if it’s obvious to her. She thought they were going to be more honest with each other, but, maybe he just needed this right now. To be distracted. Still, she wants him to be the one who’s in control of how far this goes. Which is why she’s not closing the distance completely even as her heart is hammering in her chest.]
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