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Noel Laurent 
Ohh warm.
Feeling her hand move under his jacket, he almost wished it really wasn’t all that cold out. No. No, he did wish it wasn’t cold out. Darn cold.
But, warm hand. Speaking of hands, he rather enjoyed the feel of her soft hair against his hand and hers in his own hair. As she leaned against her head against his hand somewhat, he pressed his lips against hers just a tad bit harder, though certainly less then bruising.
As the cold disappeared from his mind, he tangled his hand a little bit more in her blond hair…
Wait what? No, brunette hair. Where in the world did blond come from?
Sandra kissed Noel harder when the the pressure of his lips against hers increased. It wasn't a painful hard though, more passionate. Without the linked emotion. No, she certainly wasn't falling for the handsome young man, but she was enjoying his lips against hers.
And his hand in her hair. It wasn't new, but she did love it when guys' hands found there way into her hair. Unless they had dirty hands. That was something she didn't want to experience...again.
Her armed wrapped around him tighter and she leaned towards him. Mmm, warm.