𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ✘

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“We might see about that…” She teases, continuing to eye him playfully and with full interest. The gentle brushes of her finger along the sensitive skin of her arm causes Zoey to lightly bite her lower lip. “Oh, is there..? And what one way might that be, Mister Spider..?”

The finger against his chest remains in place against the logo, Zoey’s head tilting was she looks at him; watching each of his actions and mannerisms. The fingertip on his chest tells her all she needs to know. A slight increase in his body temperature, heart rate still —

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I promise I'll do whatever it takes to pass the class. ⠀

Soft huff.