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Date Posted: 18:57:41 12/04/07 Tue
Author: celtgirl
Subject: And here's Mr. Kirkpatrick- this scene is still under development>>>>
In reply to: Sallie 's message, "It seems bad weather has forced a number of us to hunker down and seek warmth where we can find it. Crackling fires, an old sweater, hot tea, and...perhaps a steamy scene from Cindy's WIP? *g*" on 14:42:52 12/04/07 Tue

copyright 2007 Cindy Brandner

The fur slid from her shoulders and dropped to the floor, underneath she was completely naked. Jamie found himself wordless with surprise.

The heat from the stove was intoxicating, he was drunk on the warmth and when she slid into the blankets next to him, he gasped aloud at the fire of her skin. She shimmered with heat from head to toe and Jamie moved toward it as life will toward the sun that sustains it.

“Let me warm you,,” she said softly, turning under him with the ease of water.

“But- I-”

“Shh,” she put a finger to his lips to still his protest, and the white scent of water lilies rose up- a pale tinted cloud to fill his senses. She was all silken fire against him and his body could not help but respond.

She touched his face and said his name softly, so softly that he thought he might weep for the pain of hearing it so after all these months.

He felt himself shaking, but could not stop. She merely held him tighter, her skin melding to his own, the heat diffusing into his skin and touching the frost at his core.

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