lovin' you. [[private to Joslire]]

[prophetepiphany]

Laura's been working, maybe too hard, and she's realizing that the open house at the bakery kept her from seeing Joslire as much as she should have. She has a mind to make up for that now. During some down time, she bought a dark red teddy and currently has it paired with heels, hair tousled and falling down her back. Laila is at Margaret's for a

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[knife_fighter]

Joslire keyed open the door, and hung his coat on the hook right by it and as he turned, called out,

"Sweetheart, I'm hooowoah..." his voice died in his throat as he gazed at the scene in front of him.

[prophetepiphany]

Laura crosses her legs slowly and gives her husband an innocent smile. "Hi baby. You have a good day at work?"

[knife_fighter]

"Uhhhhm," his mind derailed, Jos licks lips gone suddenly dry.

"Not as good as this."

[prophetepiphany]

Standing up, she turns in a slow circle in her heels before walking toward him.

"So you're saying that I've...made your day?" she asks with a grin, pleased with herself.