"Fuck off," I spit out against his shoulder, lips securely fastened right there, ready to fall back to sleep and ignore the mess of the room and the way it seems to be driving at a message. And I don't even want to think about why there's a mirror on the ceiling above the four-poster canopy bed. "And yes, somebody else I'm not currently dating."
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Date: 2009-02-11 10:02 pm (UTC)