“Ten?” she repeated with a laugh. She could see buying both if there were only two left, but ten? Ten was not a lonely number. The separation really must have been hard on him. When he went on to explain where he’d stashed the rest she had to bite her lip to keep from laughing more. It was almost as good as the mental image she’d had before she knew. “On the shower?” she could barely hold it back, it was just too precious.
Moving over to where he sat, she reached a hand out to ruffle his hair before leaning down to place a quick kiss on his forehead. “I’ll have to think about it, then,” she said before heading for the bathroom for a quick ‘freshening up’. “Why can’t I just call him my hawk?”
She stopped just inside the washroom and dropped the clothes on the floor. Taking a towel off the shelf she tossed it out to Clint to put under the pizza so that if it was greasy enough to soak through the box it wouldn’t get on the sheets. She’d have to take a look for some cups since they hadn’t actually been thinking about stopping in the kitchen for drinks. Water would have to do, though she probably had some vodka stashed somewhere as well.
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Date: 2013-02-10 02:59 pm (UTC)From:Moving over to where he sat, she reached a hand out to ruffle his hair before leaning down to place a quick kiss on his forehead. “I’ll have to think about it, then,” she said before heading for the bathroom for a quick ‘freshening up’. “Why can’t I just call him my hawk?”
She stopped just inside the washroom and dropped the clothes on the floor. Taking a towel off the shelf she tossed it out to Clint to put under the pizza so that if it was greasy enough to soak through the box it wouldn’t get on the sheets. She’d have to take a look for some cups since they hadn’t actually been thinking about stopping in the kitchen for drinks. Water would have to do, though she probably had some vodka stashed somewhere as well.