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She pulled away after a minute, her nose brushing his. "We'll work on it."
She reached up and kissed him gently, her hand cupping his jaw.
"Oh, completely," she said primly. "You haven't lived until you've had a sexual-tension-filled business meeting." * * * He followed soon after.
She frowned, tilting her head. "We're going to have to fix that," she mused thoughtfully, reaching up to brush his jaw gently. * * * He...
She laughed out loud, propping her chin on his chest, looking up at him. "You haven't had me in a business meeting yet. What kind of business...
"There are worse things it could be," she protested. "Business meetings can be sexy." * * * He laughed, planting a kiss in her hair. "There....
"Nah, sorry, darling," she said lightly. "Our very new and very tentative relationship is now just a glorified business meeting." * * * "Yes,...
“Well, kissing your chest seemed to make you nervous,” she said, looking up at him. “So I dialed it back to where I knew you were comfortable.”...
"It's during business hours," she replied slowly. "Even though it's Sunday." * * * He laughed slightly, climbing into bed next to her. "Weirdo."
She tilted her head curiously, raising one eyebrow before lying next to him again, slipping an arm around his waist and resting her head on his...
She paused, looking down at him uncertainly. "What was that for?" * * * "Hm. I really like you too, Sparky. Let's go back to sleep, okay?"
"Do you want eggs?" she asked, looking down at him. She seemed a little subdued. * * * He looked down in surprise before hugging her back.
"I don't normally eat breakfast," she said primly. "I normally just drink coffee." * * * Gideon set his keys on the counter, closing the door...
She only shook her head, sitting up in bed. "What do you want for breakfast?" * * *' (Zoop?)
She pulled away instantly, her fingers taking the hem of his shirt and covering him again. "Oh. I'm sorry, Lev." * * * "You ready to go in?"...
She paused, glancing up at him. "Kissing your chest. I'm surprised that made you blush." * * * They pulled into his parking lot and he turned...
She paused before leaning down, kissing his chest gently. * * * He nodded, taking off down the street.
She frowned, passing her hand over the scars gently. * * * He nodded. "My house?"
She frowned, brushing the hem of his shirt. “Can I see?” *** He passed her the hot chocolate and a cake pop. “I’m worried that you’re gonna...
She frowned slightly, sitting up in bed. “Are you sore at all?” *** He drove through a Starbucks, getting both of them a peppermint hot chocolate.
