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There’s something delicious about that moment when I stop posing and start knowing you’re watching.

One minute I’m curled across the bed, wrapped up just enough to leave your imagination doing all the troublesome work. The next, I’m by the window in nothing but a jacket and that quiet little expression that says I’m perfectly aware of what I’m doing.

Maybe I’ll let it slip a little further.

Maybe I won’t.

I’m Helen. I rather enjoy keeping you guessing. 💋

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