THE FRENCH OPERATIVE. ᴬᴾ

a  BLUSH ,  crept to decorate the french woman’s delicate cheeks .  ❛  ... just what are you accusing me of ,  ms. broughton ??  ❜  delphine almost  purred ,  an innocence on her tongue that might fool anyone .  other than lorraine ,  of course .  it was all too tempting an idea to forget the outside world  ( and indeed outside wars )  laying there beside the blonde ;  the air full of stoli’s ,  the cool berlin breeze ,  and  THEM .   ❛  i’ll have you know i’m a professional .  ❜   HA!  that was almost laughable ,  at this point .  lorraine had turned her upside down -------  inside out .  if there was still  a job  to be done ??  delphine didn’t care for it .  propping herself up on the bed ,  a smile that touched her eyes settled on the curve of her lips .  teasing ,  now .  carefree ,  almost .   if only .   ❛  give them back ,  now !  come on !  ❜   she lunged playfully ,  an attempt to snatch away the photos .  delphine  couldn’t help but feel like a schoolgirl being caught out in  A CRUSH .  not entirely untrue.

❛  everybody  has a story . ❜  and oh  BOY ,  did they tell the best tales in berlin .  neon flashes  shrouded  delphine’s dark features ,  but a smile could still be seen ---  peeking through the technicolour lights .   with all the glamour of a film noir star  &.  eyes like  WARM HONEY ,  the  french operative  might’ve seemed out of place anywhere else in the world .  but  not here .  this was a time for beautiful people and beautiful problems ;  delphine was right where  she belonged .  and this woman ??  the brunette already  KNEW ,  wasn’t here by any mistake ,  either .  something delphine had learned quickly, in this particular line of work ??  nothing in this world was ever truly a coincidence .  GATHER INFORMATION ON THE GROUND .  her job description was clear ;  she didn’t need to be told twice .  so ,  innocently enough ----   well ,  maybe innocent wasn’t the right word .  ❛  ... what’s yours ??  ❜

she  could  taste  the  blood  in  lorraine’s  mouth .   but then again ,  couldn’t she always ?   delphine barely had a spare moment to draw breath ,  before the blonde had her pinned against cold concrete .   not that she  minded ,  of course .  the french agent would happily  drown  in lorraine’s lips —---  time & time again .

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