There's a gentle smile, and his lips part to capture her thumb, holding her captive as he tastes her skin. Just the briefest touch of his tongue.
And then he's the one that's pulling back, his free hand coming up to join the other, brushing her hair back so he can hold her face in his hands. The lines around his eyes deepen as he studies her face.
"You think I wouldn't be here, if it wasn't for the tequila?"
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Date: 2009-04-24 10:20 pm (UTC)And then he's the one that's pulling back, his free hand coming up to join the other, brushing her hair back so he can hold her face in his hands. The lines around his eyes deepen as he studies her face.
"You think I wouldn't be here, if it wasn't for the tequila?"