“Today hasn’t been easy for me,” Rebecca squeezed the back of her neck a couple of times. “I walked a lot, and my legs are hurting. Can you… massage my legs a little bit?” she tried asking as casually as she could, even though her heart was beating slightly faster than usual.

“No. I won’t massage anyone more,” Benjamin quickly refused, but then he blinked twice and raised his voice. “Wait, did you ask me to massage YOU?”

“Yeah,” she twirled her finger through her hair. “Can you do it or not?”

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