"You're silly," Samantha whispered, and her hands began to wrap around his hair, while she pulled herself forward until she was flush against him, her skin being much higher than normal temperature -- 120 degrees and rising.
It was a wonder she wasn't dead.
But the chlorophil kept pumping through her veins, and she ran her hands through his hair gently.
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Date: 2006-10-13 05:30 am (UTC)It was a wonder she wasn't dead.
But the chlorophil kept pumping through her veins, and she ran her hands through his hair gently.
"Of course I am."