Stay for lunch. I'm sure the boys will be around soon. [ Nishitani watches as Emily enters, closing the door once she's inside. He stalks behind her, looming, watching her every move like sighthound with a small, defenseless mouse. He puts his hand down on the table moving behind her so his chest is close to her back and he's caging her in against the furniture. ] Homemade an' everything. It'd break my heart if you refused.
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