Jun 11, 2006 13:05
"are you tired?"
"No. Are you"
"No. Want a Corona?"
"I don't drink beer."
"I think there's some Everclear left."
"I'm going to stay away from that stuff for a while."
And in the middle of the night I found myself in her arms, my lips on hers as she whispered,
"I know what we can do."
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