[An arm promptly goes around her shoulders as she scoots over to his side, a kiss dropped against the side of her head with a sigh.]
Not how prophecies work, babe. Trust me, I've heard more 'n a few of 'em.
[He doesn't say or do anything for a second...then groans mightily and playfully shoves Bethany down to the floor on her side so he can spoon her from behind, wrapping an arm securely around her waist and pressing his face against her neck, the teasing groan turning to a happy, animal growl as he breathes her in.]
Re: 5/13 - text:
Not how prophecies work, babe. Trust me, I've heard more 'n a few of 'em.
[He doesn't say or do anything for a second...then groans mightily and playfully shoves Bethany down to the floor on her side so he can spoon her from behind, wrapping an arm securely around her waist and pressing his face against her neck, the teasing groan turning to a happy, animal growl as he breathes her in.]
Mmmmmm...g'night!