Date: 2009-02-14 11:16 pm (UTC)
"Why am I with you?" I ask myself rhetorically as I manage a cocksure grin in Joe's direction, following his lead as I push up the pink sleeves a little more, following until the kitchen comes into view.

My murmur of agreement is quiet, though my whole body is shivering in reply to Joe's light touch and my mouth falls open as I stare at nothing but his lips, licking my own before heading to the kitchen. And finding...well, it's almost as if a sugar confectionary store exploded and threw up at once. And produced this.

"I hope you didn't want anything of substance," I say, dumbfounded, frozen shut in the doorway to the kitchen.
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