Date: 2015-03-15 12:41 am (UTC)
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“You’re a saint amongst hosts.” She said and he grumbled as she moved, which just made Lee laugh. Or she would have but she was too busy being carried to the kitchen and then having a warm, soft shirt thrown at her face. She gnawed on it dramatically as he dished up. Of course that meant watching him bend and flex, muscles working across his bare torso. She took the shirt out of her mouth and just watched.

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