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Old 12-18-2010, 01:07 AM   #778 (permalink)
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Hunter took his hand as she rose from the table and let herself be led around it toward the door. Polite, in spite of his sort of bohemian spirit, which was a plus in his favor. Both parts were.

"I prefer spitfire to maneater for sure. Don't listen to a single thing Van says about me. We're none of us 17 anymore." And she liked to think she'd gotten better with age.
Leading her to the door he then dropped her hand and stepped a few paces in front of her to open and hold the door for her.

Chuckling he shook his head. "Honey, I don't believe things until I see them for myself. If Van speaks ill of you, that is his opinion and not mine. I will form my own opinions," he said by way of a promise. Taking her hand once more he raised it to his lips and kissed it gently.

Winking at her he dropped her hand and smiled rogueishly. "You can be sure you will hear from me very soon," again a promise.
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