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Post by Rose on Dec 4, 2011 20:31:47 GMT -5
She smiled, leaning back and grabbing her purchased bottle of vodka. "Is that a yes?" She held the half-empty bottle out to him, trying to make it look enticing.
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Post by Moonshine on Dec 4, 2011 20:34:40 GMT -5
He smirked. "Alright, take the bottle and let's get outta here." He locked up the cash register and wiped down the bar, then grabbed his coat, shrugging it on.
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Post by Rose on Dec 4, 2011 20:37:18 GMT -5
She grabbed her purse, taking out a wad of cash and leaving it on the bar. Then she joined him at the door, holding the bottle carefully. "I regret, you will so not promise this.... Er... I don't think that came out right..."
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Post by Moonshine on Dec 4, 2011 20:38:29 GMT -5
He laughed, letting her out and locking up behind him. "Start over and try again, Sugar." He shoved his keys in his pocket, then took hold of her hand.
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Post by Rose on Dec 4, 2011 20:44:23 GMT -5
She led him up the stairs into her building, laughing along with him. "You won't regret this," she told him, clumsily getting out the key to the door and opening it. One of her neighbors, an older Indian man, was down there checking his mailbox. "Hello, Mr. Patel!" she cried as they passed him. "Got my Christmas present right here! Didn't even hafta pay for 'im!"
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Post by Moonshine on Dec 4, 2011 20:45:46 GMT -5
Tyler turned several shades of red and put a hand on her arm. "Uh, okay, Rosie...no need to advertise..."
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Post by Rose on Dec 4, 2011 20:49:15 GMT -5
"Oh come on, it's not like you'll ever see each other again," she slurred, climbing up the one flight of stairs to get to her second-story apartment. "Besides, Mr. Patel already thinks I'm crazy."
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Post by Moonshine on Dec 4, 2011 20:52:57 GMT -5
He smirked. "Somehow, that doesn't really surprise me, Sugar." He followed her upstairs, keeping a hand on her back to hold her steady.
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Post by Rose on Dec 4, 2011 20:55:36 GMT -5
Once they were on her floor, she turned around to face him, walking backward. She flung her arms around his neck, smiling up at him. "Another comment I'll be taking as a compliment tonight," she said, giggling. "Keys are in my back pocket."
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Post by Moonshine on Dec 4, 2011 20:58:06 GMT -5
He smirked and slid his hand around to reach into her pocket. He let it sit in her back pocket a minute, giving her butt a squeeze, before he pulled the keys out. "Which apartment?"
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Post by Rose on Dec 4, 2011 21:00:09 GMT -5
"2B. The biggest one on the floor, so I'm told," she said softly, walking on her tip toes to brush her lips against his. Damn, he smelled amazing.
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Post by Moonshine on Dec 4, 2011 21:01:53 GMT -5
He kissed her a minute, stopping in the middle of the hallway, then lifted her up so her legs were wrapped around his waist. He carried her like that to her door, managing to unlock it and kick it open, carrying her inside, then kicking it closed again.
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Post by Rose on Dec 4, 2011 21:07:24 GMT -5
She moaned against his mouth, touching her tongue to his lips and licking at them hungrily. Somehow she was still holding onto the bottle of vodka.
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Post by Moonshine on Dec 4, 2011 21:08:11 GMT -5
He carried her to her couch, tossing the keys onto the coffee table. He took the bottle from her, setting it down before sitting, holding her on his lap.
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Post by Rose on Dec 4, 2011 21:13:20 GMT -5
She pulled away from him and grabbed the bottle, taking a swig before handing it to him. "The rest is all yours, tiger," she slurred. "Why don't you drink it while I go slip into something more comfortable...?"
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