Date Posted:Wed, Dec 21 2005, 10:26pm PST Author: Jackson Subject: (A muscle worked in his jaw as he gazed at her, her touch branded his skin and that bothered him.. it was as if his body had decided that it needed her. Honor made him move to the other side of the room, plopping down on the bed and leaning on the headboard, crossing his hands behind his head and eyeing the wall across from him.) We just have to find em, lass. I can handle 'im once I get my hands on 'im. (He said roughly, though he had returned to the expressionless man she had met in his apartment that first day. He had to close himself off around her or he would do something they both regretted.) Ya seem ta know how ta find that sort of information. In reply to:
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