Date: 2010-06-13 08:04 pm (UTC)
"If I told you," she murmured, "it would completely undermine the image of effortless cool I've got going on right now."

She was flushed, had felt it creep up on her the moment his fingers were at her waist, warm through the silk. She pressed her lips together so she couldn't lick them absently or chew on the lower one. She did reach back to pull her hair to one side and out of the way, though, even if the buttons were low enough where the gesture was needless.
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