Portia lifted her gaze to his as he closed her hand over her phone, her brown eyes like melted pools of chocolate gaze up at him curiously as he closed her phone. "I suppose... "she started, a smile slipping over her lips almost bashfully. She was cut off as he continued, unsure how to respond to him, but feeling a soft, pretty blush colour her bronzed cheeks. She leant up and brushed a kiss to his cheek demurely, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth "Well lets work on that..." -- RD Future: Downtown

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Date Posted: Wed, Aug 16 2006, 12:07pm PDT
Author: Portia
Subject: Portia lifted her gaze to his as he closed her hand over her phone, her brown eyes like melted pools of chocolate gaze up at him curiously as he closed her phone. "I suppose... "she started, a smile slipping over her lips almost bashfully. She was cut off as he continued, unsure how to respond to him, but feeling a soft, pretty blush colour her bronzed cheeks. She leant up and brushed a kiss to his cheek demurely, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth "Well lets work on that..."
In reply to: Portia 's message, "I can be that Woman" on Wed, Aug 09 2006, 2:00pm PDT

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He smiled again, taking her hand into the crook of his arm as he led into the building. He grabbed them both a glass of wine before he headed over to the dance floor, already being stopped by a few men to ask him what he thought his team was going to be able to do that year. He politely answered their questions but quickly got out of the conversation so he could lead her over to the marble tired dancefloor, setting their glasses on a passing waiters tray. His arms wrapped softly around her waist, not to close to be imappropiate or to forward, just casually touching her as he started swaying to the music. (NT) -- Kier, Wed, Aug 16 2006, 12:29pm PDT