Date: 2012-01-18 09:24 am (UTC)
After what seems like just a little too long - at least I'm without my clothes indoors this time - Jane peeks her head into the dressing room. It'll be nothing but pie jokes for days, I just know it.

"It was part of my plan, yes," I tease, stepping forward to slip an arm around her waist and pull her inside with me. The curtain closes behind her and the light's low again. "There's more to it, of course. But it's as good a starting place as any."

I kiss her then, at first no more than my lips brushing hers, feather-light kisses as I smile, until it feels I've waited just past long enough and I pull back to look at her.

There's an ex-husband to be forgotten, that suddenly comes to mind. I don't know him, I don't think I'd care if I did, but the sentiment is familiar enough. And when I kiss her again it's with our bodies pressed together, my tongue teasing her mouth open, and my hand resting just at the curve of her neck.
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