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Date Posted: 06:39:11 10/16/06 Mon
Author: Jake
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Keisha 's message, "inside" on 06:26:47 10/16/06 Mon

(He laughed, a soft chuckle from deep in his chest that sort of bubbled up out of him as he thought over her comment.) If my thoughts made sense I wouldn't be so quiet, love.. and if your thoughts make less sense then I might have to start talking really slow around you. (He quipped, trailing his hand over her hip as he closed his eyes a little and focused in on the soft feminine scent of her, the feel of her safe in his arms and the emotions that boiled up inside him when he looked down at her fingers curled into his shirt. She definitely had some not-so-pure thoughts poking around inside him.. but those thoughts were less carnal and more romantically inclined than he would have probably thought himself capable of even a month prior. He;d never been romantic before, his idea of wooing had been a warm pizza, cold beer and the seduction he had honed over the years. But now, he wanted those things for her.. flowers, candles, sweet words and slow passion.. he wanted all of it and he wanted the moment like she did, it was all making a bit more sense to him. His hand stilled on her hip as she started to thank him, his head tipping as he listened to her, his hand shifting to run down her cheek as he smiled gently in response.) Well, you're welcome. (He murmured back, his gaze flicking over her features as the sun set and left the room in a dim sort of shine thanks to the television.) Thank you for letting me back into your life. (He murmured softly, tipping her chin up with his hand and gently kissing the corner of her lips, hovering closer to her and letting his breath fan over her lips as he brought his hand up to cup her cheek in his palm, his thumb running under her eye. Slowly he closed the distance and initiated a tender kiss, deliberate and slow, so entirely unlike him.)

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