He smiled when she reached for his hand, his eyes looking up into hers. She wasn't the only one who missed what they had, he feared he let work allow that ship to sail. However his lips brushed over her fingers gently. "How about we get out of here? Dinner at my place."
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Date: 2015-03-09 09:12 am (UTC)