Under any other circumstances she'd have made a joke or told him to paint the exterior of the shop or something. Right here, in this close space with his scent filling her nose and her magic responding to his with a warmth just under her skin, jokes were the last thing from her mind.
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Date: 2013-07-09 07:07 pm (UTC)"Kiss me, Jack. Hard. Now."