She continues to look at his face a moment, searching for something. She didn't even know what.
She reached up so her fingertips would brush down the side of his cheek gently. "Not until ya bring me upstairs, Colonel," she whispers softly; her voice laced in want.
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Date: 2008-04-06 08:18 pm (UTC)She reached up so her fingertips would brush down the side of his cheek gently. "Not until ya bring me upstairs, Colonel," she whispers softly; her voice laced in want.