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Here you go, dear."" The corners of Mrs. Colbert's mouth curled up. "You like meat, don't you?"Emily blinked. Was it her, or did that statement seem...loaded? She checked Issac for his reaction, but he was innocently selecting a roll from a wicker basket. "Uh, thanks." Emily said, pulling the platter toward her. She did like meat. The kind you, um, eat.

I never arrive unannounced without something big and juicy in hand.- Simon Hunt

Claire tipped her head back, and this time he found her lips. It was, she thought, supposed to be a fast and sweet little kiss, but somehow it slowed down, got warmer and deeper. His lips were damp and soft as silk, and that was such a contrast to the hard lines of his body pressed against her. The strength of his hands sliding around her waist and pulling her even closer. She heard him growl low in his throat, a wild and hungry sound that made her go weak and faint.He broke the kiss and leaned against her, breathing hard. "Good morning to you too. Man, I just can't stay mad when you do that.""Do what?" she asked innocently. She didn't feel innocent. She also didn't feel sixteen-nearly-seventeen, not at all. Shane always made her feel older. Much older. Ready for anything. It was a good thing Shane wasn't as dumb as her hormones seemed to be."Unless you want to stay home and cut class, we don't really have time to talk about it," he said, and waggled his eyebrows. "So. Wanna cut class and make out?

Put your mouth on mine, Little Raven. I__ ready for a taste of lemon cake,_ he said in a deep and tumbling voice.__aybe I__ not so sweet,_ I whispered, wetting my lower lip with a sweep of my tongue.Logan__ eyes followed every movement, and he licked his lips in response. __ want your mouth_ on my mouth. Do it, or else I__l have to find something else to kiss.

But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a starfish leaping through the dark.