[ The ones that look like knives. The ones that make her legs and ass even more shapely, Wash knows, because he can never help but look. He blushes harder and takes the jostle and a deep breath, willing it to go away. ]
I'm aware. [ and quickly: ] About the... not the heels.
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I'm aware. [ and quickly: ] About the... not the heels.
[ God he's never going to impress her, is he? ]