[He dips his head to kiss one of those flushed cheeks, unable to help himself. She's always beautiful, as far as he's concerned, whether she chooses to wear the glamour or walk around in her natural form.
So when she asks whether he minds it, it's the easiest thing in the world to meet her golden eyes. His own are steady and warm as he answers her:] Of course not. Why would I?
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So when she asks whether he minds it, it's the easiest thing in the world to meet her golden eyes. His own are steady and warm as he answers her:] Of course not. Why would I?