He opened his eyes to glance at her, shifting a little uncomfortably. Talking about shit never went well, but he supposed this wasn't really that, right? His fingertips drifted over her neck, healed but with a small smear of blood where he'd bitten her.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2012-09-23 06:29 pm (UTC)"For trusting me enough for that."