"Let me know when you figure something out." She murmured softly, letting out a low breath as she ducked her forehead against his shoulder, cuddling closer as her hand slid down to rest on the curve of his hip, her eyes closed and breath slightly warm against his sensitive skin. She could feel his pulse picking up beneath her touch, and it both worried and excited her. -- .: Kaya's Apartment :.

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Date Posted: 19:38:33 10/19/04 Tue
Author: Kaya
Subject: "Let me know when you figure something out." She murmured softly, letting out a low breath as she ducked her forehead against his shoulder, cuddling closer as her hand slid down to rest on the curve of his hip, her eyes closed and breath slightly warm against his sensitive skin. She could feel his pulse picking up beneath her touch, and it both worried and excited her.
In reply to: Christian 's message, "I need somebody's help..." on 17:48:29 10/19/04 Tue

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He would have been surprised to hear that that was all she felt - he was positive that his heart was pounding so heavily in his chest that she would not only be able to feel it, but she would be able to see it, and hear it as well. Carefully regulating his breathing, he inhaled and exhaled in a slow, calculated rhythm, making sure he had his voice calm and reserved when he spoke. "Will do..." (NT) -- Chris, 19:51:15 10/19/04 Tue