Date: 2010-05-12 04:12 am (UTC)
He was more than happy to lean in, returning the lingering kiss, deepening it as he brushed his tongue against her lips.

If he admitted it, he had been waiting for it all day too. As he focused on a particularly old pocket watch, trying to get it to run perfectly once again, all he could think of was her. Her lips, her soft body pressed against him, even the smell of her perfume.

It was like she had infected his mind.
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