She'd thank God but she didn't particularly like him, and imagined He felt the same way, so this wasn't his work. So she merely called herself one lucky girl.
Her eyes drank him in greedily, utterly unabashed. She traced the muscles of his chest down to his abs with her fingertips reverently. Then her eyes met his again and she smiled. "Much."
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Date: 2012-03-24 07:10 am (UTC)Her eyes drank him in greedily, utterly unabashed. She traced the muscles of his chest down to his abs with her fingertips reverently. Then her eyes met his again and she smiled. "Much."