Chuckling, he lifts the hat from her head. Once it's deposited on his abandoned chair, he cradles her face in both hands, fingers threading deeper into her hair.
"I'll try my best to avoid that, then."
Mouth a centimeter away, he teases her lower lip with his.
"There's waffles on the line, if I'm rememberin' right."
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Date: 2010-07-09 09:00 pm (UTC)"I'll try my best to avoid that, then."
Mouth a centimeter away, he teases her lower lip with his.
"There's waffles on the line, if I'm rememberin' right."