<font color=dodgerblue> He let out a low breath, his brow furrowed as his eyes narrowed down at the little blonde in front of her. His eyes moved over her body slowly, taking her in before he looked back up at her for a second. "Got some stress of your own you need taken care of?" He questioned, his eyes on her. Part of him was wondering what the hell he was thinking, he had Gia..but the other half of him was saying that he didn't have Gia and Gia didn't want him. A low breath cleared his throat, his brow furrowed as his hand lifted to rest on her curved hip, enjoying the feel of a woman beneath his hand again - a woman who wouldn't freak out when he touched her...who would welcome his lips on her body and in fact want them. </font color> -- *.*.* Headquarters *.*.*

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Date Posted: 07:56:26 05/08/06 Mon
Author: Skeeter
Subject: He let out a low breath, his brow furrowed as his eyes narrowed down at the little blonde in front of her. His eyes moved over her body slowly, taking her in before he looked back up at her for a second. "Got some stress of your own you need taken care of?" He questioned, his eyes on her. Part of him was wondering what the hell he was thinking, he had Gia..but the other half of him was saying that he didn't have Gia and Gia didn't want him. A low breath cleared his throat, his brow furrowed as his hand lifted to rest on her curved hip, enjoying the feel of a woman beneath his hand again - a woman who wouldn't freak out when he touched her...who would welcome his lips on her body and in fact want them.
In reply to: Justin 's message, " Something's gotta give " on 06:41:15 05/08/06 Mon

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(She watched him with quietly concerned eyes, this wasn't about her.. it was about him, and her ability to make him forget about what was bothering him for tonight.. Sure, there were times when she propositioned a guy like him because she was in the mood for it.. but tonight she just wanted to show him that there were some good things left in his fucked up world. Her hands slid up and started to unbutton his shirt.) Maybe.. but I would rather see to you tonight, Skeeter.. (She said honestly, coming in close to press her lips against his chest where she had bared his skin.) Let me help you forget for a while.. (She just kept working her way down his shirt until she had it wide open and her hands moved to his belt as her eyes moved to his.) (NT) -- Courtney, 09:02:15 05/08/06 Mon