[He swallowed down the lump in his throat, only for it to reform as she nuzzled against him, the particular scent of her shampoo teasing his senses. His face rubbed against the top of her head idly as he took in her words, his pace coming to a halt.]
Ya mean that? I thought you wanted me gone and the Truckie back just earlier this evening.
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Date: 2012-02-01 11:40 am (UTC)Ya mean that? I thought you wanted me gone and the Truckie back just earlier this evening.