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Subject: ..running wild..


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Lyla
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Date Posted: 10/20/09 12:34:58pm
In reply to: Ronon 's message, "..::Troubadour::.." on 10/19/09 7:44:37pm
















It was the deep bubbling sound of his purr that drew her attention back to his lips. She had forgotten all about the club around them as her eyes met and locked with his. Her smile was slight; only visible in the corners of her plump lips. The color was rushing to her face and her cheeks were turning the slightest shade of rose. Her shoulders tightened and her lower region tugged at the sound of his escaped desire. She licked her lower lip. He was suggesting a run but knew that it was more than a friendly suggestion. She could almost hear the worry of them drawing too much attention.
The waitress had returned and it took Lyla a second to respond and take her drink. She turned back, her eyes trying to focus on the woman’s face. She jumped to attention and stumbled over her words. “OH, yeah! THANKS. Uh, leave it on my tab. Jones. Thanks.” She pushed his coke over to him and took a gulp of hers. She was glad that that moment of tension had been interrupted. She turned her eyes to focus on her drink. It was half gone before she gained enough composure to speak. “A run? Sounds very fun. “




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