[Julian's taken up the mantle of looking but not touching the past few weeks. Because if he can't touch her, he's certainly not going to deprive himself of not looking at her either. So he's looking, leaning against the counter as she busies herself.
And because looking always leads to not being able to help himself, he pushes away from the counter and wraps his arms around her waist from behind, kissing the side of her temple and heaving a soft sigh.]
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And because looking always leads to not being able to help himself, he pushes away from the counter and wraps his arms around her waist from behind, kissing the side of her temple and heaving a soft sigh.]
You're beautiful.