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Date Posted: 22:23:20 11/15/06 Wed
Author: Braden
Subject: inside
In reply to: Reese 's message, "Inside" on 21:53:19 11/15/06 Wed

He had made the trip as quickly as possible, just filling in Skeeter on the mission, apolagizing for punching his friend and then gathering Reese's things and the pup, who he had to admit was pretty much quite the little man. A quick stop at the pet store had the dog getting way to much, a bowl, a spiked leather collar, a leash, toys, a bed...all sorts of goodies. Finally, he came in the apartment, holding the dog in one arm and a suitcase plus numerous bags for the pup. The scent of food assaulted his senses and his stomach growled, aching and grumbling for real juicy meat. Damn, he was hungry. He dropped all the bags and the suitcase in the hallway, stepping over it to get into the living room. "Reese?" He called out, his brow furrowed gently as he cuddled the dog against his broad chest, he turned towards the hallway and then froze, his throat going dry. "Oh...god." He growled softy, his brow furrowed heavily as he gazed at her. She was a vision in black satin and once again he was cursing the tight wranglers he was wering - he suddenly had no circulation in certain areas and it was painful, very painful. "Your...god...Reese..." His need for her was growing desperately and he shifted to nearly toss the dog onto the couch, taking a ste forward and pulling her into his arms, holding her tightly to him as he pressed his lips heavily against hers.

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