The star laughs again and she really can't be blamed for rocking upward onto her toes the next time he glances over and planting her lips against his firmly, tangling her fingers in his collar until she's properly breathless, before smoothing out the material primly and starting forward again with sure steps.
If there's any cheerful whistling, it's surely your imagination.
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Date: 2008-08-03 04:44 pm (UTC)If there's any cheerful whistling, it's surely your imagination.
Brightly, "Coming?"