[Oh, but why is it that every time she receives a message like this from Anna she feels as though she should look over her shoulder and make sure her door is locked?]
[She can only hope the blush on her face doesn't somehow show in her words.]
Must you always speak to me in flattery? You'll spoil me yet with your honeyed words, my dear fluttermouse.
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[She can only hope the blush on her face doesn't somehow show in her words.]
Must you always speak to me in flattery? You'll spoil me yet with your honeyed words, my dear fluttermouse.