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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 27, 2008 22:41:48 GMT -5
This only made him grin giddily - he had turned his own shade of red long long ago. "Hi." he replied softly. He didn't mean to stop her, he was just a bit amused. And maybe getting too aroused all the same. Caylee's party guests were right outside the door.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 27, 2008 22:47:42 GMT -5
"...hello," damn, her voice was still squeaky. She sat back slightly, letting go of him, and brushed back his hair at the side of his neck, getting a good look at the hickey. "You can look at it, if you want to. Your hair hides it so if you don't want people to see it's.... good."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 28, 2008 10:58:48 GMT -5
Emmett didn't give his opinion on this special feature of his gift. He wasn't sure if she liked that he could hide it or not, knowing very well Caylee liked to flaunt and show everything between the two of them - when she wasn't it was because she was worried Emmett would flip out at her. ...He did like that little factor though, the whole hidden by hair thing. Students had been called out in class for such markings before. Emmett would die. "I'll take a look later. I'll wait until the holes where you pierced with your fangs and took my blood heals." said Mr.Dracula to is bride.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 28, 2008 13:16:31 GMT -5
"Mmkay..." she let her head rest onto his shoulder, her hands wrapping loosely around him. She bit her lip, taking a small pause. "... sorry about the whole... kissing thing. I kinda... got carried away, I guess."
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