"Yeah, okay," I nod, turning toward him a little more but still keeping a bit of distance, since I feel like I can't just sprawl out on top of him like I normally would. I keep my hand on his arm though, thumb brushing back and forth over the sleeve of his t-shirt and wishing I could feel skin instead. He's a fucking asshole, but I still missed touching him. Having him here.
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Date: 2007-01-19 11:14 pm (UTC)