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Date Posted: 04:06:55 11/08/05 Tue
Author: Skye
Subject: I want you to want me...
In reply to: Skye 's message, "So come a little closer baby..." on 06:53:21 11/07/05 Mon

She smiled a little at that, taking the clothes with a murmured thanks before she turned, heading up the stairs quickly. Her eyes moved around the master bedroom when she reached it, a low breath escaping her lips. It was beautiful in there, there was so much that could be done to bring out the natural charm. Her eyes moved over the walls, the windows, the floors, it was just all so beautiful. Shaking her head, once more reminding herself it was his house, not hers - she headed into the shower, taking her time in there to try and control her raging hormones before she stepped out and tugged on the sweats he gave her, rolling them a couple of times but they still hung off of her hips. She left her bra folded up with own clothes and then tugged on the black t-shirt, letting her hair go wet and curly down her back. The shirt was huge on her, hanging down to her knee's so she gathered it up and tied it in a knot at the waist and showed off a little bit of midriff. She looked cute and comfortable in his clothing, very domestic.

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(He was humming along with an audioslave song on the radio as he worked on the broken lock on the front door. He had taken off his shirt and it was tucked into the waistband of his jeans, his well-muscled torso bare as he leaned to the side to readjust the mechanism in the handle. He flipped it a couple times and nodded to himself before setting to work on the deadbolt. He stopped humming suddenly and started talking outloud, the earpiece to his cellphone was in his right ear and he had finally gotten a hold of a contractor who had made a bid on the house. He was arguing in a teasing fashion with the man about getting out there sooner, he needed a working furnace, hot water heater.. some plumbing and some flooring done before the snow flew.) (NT) -- Niko, 04:12:05 11/08/05 Tue