It would never cease to amaze her how little it took to soothe him, how he soaked up careless affection and praise like water on parched ground. And it would be fertile ground indeed, once she was through.
She leaned back against him, fingers trailing lightly over his jawline, lips a hairsbreadth away. "And you do it so well, but it's time we stop talking shop, hm?"
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Date: 2011-03-30 10:51 pm (UTC)She leaned back against him, fingers trailing lightly over his jawline, lips a hairsbreadth away. "And you do it so well, but it's time we stop talking shop, hm?"