Jamie suppressed a shiver, and the small hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, unseen. Carefully, he placed his hands over Layla's, and guided them higher up his chest. He was panicked enough still for the both of them, and he had absolutely no intention to have a repeat of Mardi Gras.
"I'm a detective," he pointed out. "If there's a question mark, I say we look for an answer, hmm?"
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Date: 2010-04-07 08:02 am (UTC)"I'm a detective," he pointed out. "If there's a question mark, I say we look for an answer, hmm?"