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Date Posted: 10:52:49 03/05/07 Mon
Author: Whitney
Subject: In a crowded room, when I'm here with you
In reply to: Savatore 's message, " We are, we are all innocent " on 12:15:56 03/04/07 Sun

She almost pulled her hand a way in surprise when he covered her fingers with his but then she was totally frozen in the moment and her lips parted softly, her gaze dropping to watch him as he so sweetly kissed her hand - it was such a strange gesture given that she had just met him, but the warmth of it surprised her and she was hit by the sudden wish that he would do it again. The moment was over before she could do anything else and then he was back to business with the tree, but she couldn't help but comment on it - he seemed content just to pretend like it hadn't happened, but she had a pressing thought on her mind. "My hands are not clear. Probably taste like dirt." She stated quite matter-of-factly, and then glanced back to see what he was cursing about with a small smirk before returning her attention to the tree. "I was too listening to the instructions..." She protested and then helped him get the tree all situated, crouching back down to push the dirt around it before straightening again and stepping back to admire it with him, a part smirk-part smile touching her lips and one hand raising to rest on his shoulder since he hadn't seemed to mind before. "It's a very nice tree. Especially nice, I think. And very well planted."

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We are all innocent -- Sav, 11:13:05 03/05/07 Mon