Date: 2009-02-18 05:03 am (UTC)
He grins a little, pleased with himself.

"Back to," nibble, "the bar, then." He loosens his hold enough so they can both walk, reluctant to let her go completely, let alone even that much. He wants her touch.

He wants her.
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