"Sweet talker." But he can see the little smile his words bring, hovering at the corner of her mouth. She growls a little, weaving her fingers in his hair and drawing his mouth down to her breast.
"Let's write our own history for these jewels. Right here, right now."
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Date: 2009-11-17 11:57 pm (UTC)"Let's write our own history for these jewels. Right here, right now."