[She should have locked the door, some vague voice in the back of her mind reminds her. It's still open.
And she's about to give into all this, ignore it, but the logical and still loudest part of her mind suddenly freezes at that.]
Go shut the door. [She pulls away sharply, hands on his chest and holding him out at arm's length. A clear message that nothing is happening until she's not paranoid about someone walking in.]
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And she's about to give into all this, ignore it, but the logical and still loudest part of her mind suddenly freezes at that.]
Go shut the door. [She pulls away sharply, hands on his chest and holding him out at arm's length. A clear message that nothing is happening until she's not paranoid about someone walking in.]