"Not that that's, you know, bad," she says, quickly.
Too quickly, maybe.
(She'd have to admit, it's tempting. It's been tempting ever since the first time they sat here and he pulled her into a kiss and picked her right off her chair, too impatient to walk to the bed.)
Still, it's a relief to have something else to consider, and she smiles, a warm curve of her lips that dimples her cheeks and makes her eyes soften.
"Good. Gotta be able to have the yogurt. It's kinda your thing."
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Date: 2012-06-14 03:43 am (UTC)Too quickly, maybe.
(She'd have to admit, it's tempting. It's been tempting ever since the first time they sat here and he pulled her into a kiss and picked her right off her chair, too impatient to walk to the bed.)
Still, it's a relief to have something else to consider, and she smiles, a warm curve of her lips that dimples her cheeks and makes her eyes soften.
"Good. Gotta be able to have the yogurt. It's kinda your thing."