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[justgo]

It's Tess. State your business and give me time to get back to you.

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[beardedflannel]

When aren't they?

[His head lowers and his lips brush her her chin, arms tightening to keep her flush against his front.]

Hope this friend of yours doesn't mind me callin' you back.

[justgo]

I can think of a few times - mostly cause of the broken bones. [Teasing, she hums at the brush, fiddling with the ends of his hair, fixing herself so she's pressed to him just the way they both like.]

Oh, I wouldn't be worried about that. In fact, I'd focus more on what's in front of you, Tex.

Or are we bringin' other people into the bedroom?

[beardedflannel]

[He likes it and wants more. All. Joel lets his hands do a slow pass down the length of her back, following the curve of her spine to her lower back and further. His hands grasp, squeeze. His lips curve at her jaw.]

I know exactly what's in front of me. And I might recall us talkin' about that option a few times before. Ain't ever gonna happen, though.