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Date Posted: Sat, Sep 08 2007, 6:29pm PDT
Author: Keila
Subject: All the roads lead back to you
In reply to: Aiden 's message, "If I told you that I knew about the sun and the moon" on Sat, Sep 08 2007, 6:20pm PDT

Minutes went by, how many she wasn't sure but she knew it had to be getting horribly late. Still, she was reluctant to leave his warm, comfortable embrace and so she stayed there, her cheek pressed to his chest while his hands moved over her spine, up over her sensitive neck and then through her hair, only to move back down her spine once again. After what seemed like an eternity, she gently nuzzled her cheek against his chest before pulling back, biting her lip a little. "It's probably really late...I should get going. Big day tomorrow, and all that..." She offered a small, nearly bittersweet smile before she shifted to shrug off his hoodie, handing it back to him. "Thanks for the hoodie...and the drink...and the smoke." She paused a moment before she added on. "And the company." Everything in her told her that he should be going home with her, they would crawl into bed together, make love and then she would fall asleep after telling him all her plans for the first day of school while he ran his hands lazily through her hair and over her body. That was what should be happening. Peeking her tongue out, she forced away the awkwardness and the sadness, intent on just focusing on the fact that they'd had an enjoyable night together instead of thinking about could have/should have been. Her eyes were soft and drowsy, her cheek a bit red from rubbing against his shirt - much the same as she had looked countless mornings when first rousing out of their bed. Well, it was her bed technically but he was at her house more than he was at her apartment to be honest. For every night spent in his own bed, he was probably in hers five....

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