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TreadLightly ([info]treadlightly) wrote,
@ 2013-01-09 12:37:00


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To Know That You're Mine - from Garbage, #1 Crush
With the world constantly in danger, they haven't had a lot of time. Before that, they had the winter ball, various dates, but mostly a lot of coming and going, or busy, social nights. Now, after dinner, drinks, dancing, and a whole lot of flirting and promises, it was time to make good on some of them.

"
"Now, Miss Stark..." he begins, closing the hotel room door behind them. "You're all mine. Cel-phone off."

Because that would be just their luck.


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[info]anyastark
2013-01-17 12:01 am UTC (link)
Anya settled in using his arm as a pillow. She would fall asleep with a smile on her face.

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