 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
Sliding back down onto the bed, she sat on her knees at the end of it and held fast onto the railings. "Only if you come here." She watched him move tentatively toward her and grinned at his alight worry that was clearly apparent on his face. As he stood before her, she scooted up further and almost met his face, trailing a finger over his chest, she whispered, "I'm glad you didn't drug me. I think I like you." Following that and rather unexpectedly, she took him by the collar and plastered a kiss over his lips, moving too fast for him to realise what she were doing. |