"I could be," she offered and propped herself up to smile down at him. Because she could, she trailed her fingers over his chest, caressing the defining lines of muscle. "If it would induce you to prove it again." The smile she gave him was soft, ineffably fond and intimate, and it curled with a sweet, forgotten warmth all through her. "Love, wasn't it?"
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Date: 2017-04-16 03:13 am (UTC)