One night Wren was walking you home and you lightly flirted with her, complimenting her on an old outfit of hers. The next day she took you by surprise, wearing it just for you. That’s when light teasing resulted in flirting all night over text, unable to resist such temptation. She’d finally text you back teasingly: You’re trying hard not to text me, is it ‘cause your bed is empty? Smirking to herself in the darkness of her bedroom, she had you right where she wanted you.
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