Pulling back for a moment, he commented coldly, still smiling. His fingers traced lightly on her shoulder. The wind played in his black hair as he smiled softly, his face still so close to hers.
"There is no problem, is there? Nothing wrong with the way you feel."
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Date: 2006-10-13 11:31 pm (UTC)"There is no problem, is there? Nothing wrong with the way you feel."