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She looked back at the locket, then up at him. "It’s a lot of work, keeping something this old beautiful."

"No," Julian said, his hand covering hers on the workbench. His thumb brushed against her knuckles, a deliberate, grounding pressure. "I want you to keep it. I realized today that I’m tired of looking at things through glass cases. I’d rather be the person making the marks." mature women sex thumbs

"Everything is breathing, Julian. It’s just moving slower than us," she replied, her thumb tracing the curve of a painted hill. She looked back at the locket, then up at him