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Date Posted: 09:00:30 10/14/06 Sat
Author: Jake
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Keisha 's message, "inside" on 08:44:12 10/14/06 Sat

(He looked altogether proud of himself as he lounged in that chair, even if it was nearing the point of freezing. He had enough meat on his bones to keep him plenty warm and besides, it was helping tamp down the heat she built inside him just by existing. He shifted his arm to look down at the wide leather band on his wrist, the timepiece that stared back at him told him it was due time for his stomach to be rumbling and for her to be approaching with that business look in her eyes. Dinner was a serious thing with them.. it was a scheduled affair.. lots of choices. Which was precisely why he leaned back a little and pointed at himself, mouthing 'Me?' and then looking over his shoulder. Yeah, he looked serious. He just liked giving her shit.. cause he could.. and cause that was part of who Jake was. He could never, however, resist that pout.. and she had to damn well know it by now. With a resigned sigh and a heavy thud, he got to his feet and took a last long drag from his marlboro before putting it out in the ashtray atop the glass table. He let in a blast of cold air with him and then stepped over to her.) You waved? (He had that sideways smirk, which just meant he was plotting something, and it became quite clear what that was as he reached for her and pulled her into his arms, enveloping her in the cold he'd brought with him.) Oooh.. you're all warm, babycakes..

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