A/N Hi there kiddies! *clears throat and steps up to podium* I'd just like to say a big thank you to The Fictionators for the rec. You ladies are awesome. And all the readers, new and old, I love you so much!! You reviewers… I want to quote Sally Field when she won her Oscar, "You love me!! You really love me!!" *steps down from podium*
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Sorry for the delay in posting. I had a hard (hehe) time with this then my poor poor beta's computer died and needed resuscitation. But here it is!!! I hope you love it. Blood sweat and tears went into this chapter! Okay, no blood…
Disclaimer: As always, I don't own, I just tickle.
Chapter 9
BPOV
Why am I standing in the middle of the sidewalk? Someone bumps my shoulder as they pass me by.Suddenly someone screams my name. The people start rushing me, yelling my name and thrusting papers towardme to sign. I look around helplessly, the voices pressing close to me. Suddenly a hand shoots out and locks onto my wrist, tugging me to a car in the street. I jump in, not even seeing who it was that hopped in after me. I'm looking out the back window at the people getting smaller as we pull away. Ahand reachesup to cup my cheek, a thumb rubbing against my lips. I gasp as I look over to find Edward's face hovering dangerously close to mine. He breathes my name, "Bella." His gaze follows the path his thumb trails on my lips. He leans in even closer, his lips parting. I angle my head a little breathing in his scent. I inch closer and…
Beep. Beep. Beep….
Groaning, I turned and smacked my alarm clock. I shook my head a little as I trudged to the kitchen for my coffee. That was the third dream in as many nights that I'd had about Edward coming to my rescue. Ever since I admitted to the girls that I was interested in him, my system seemed to go haywire. Yesterday I sat at my computer to write my dedication page and ended up dedicating my book to his eyes and that devastating smile. Funny thing was I didn't catch it. Esme did when I sent it to her, asking me for a name to go along with the eyes and smile. It took some fancy talking to get out of that one!
Sitting back down at my computer, I began checking emails and entering the dates for production and promotion of the newest Dwyer novel. It had seemed so far away before, but now it seemed that October was creeping closer and closer. I knew Alice had done a great job in two weeks, but there were many other aspects to cover before the frenzy began. My hands shook a little as I shot an email off to a bookstore in Washington D.C. relating my preferences and how excited I was to have a signing at their location. Truth be told, I didn't know anything about them. Usually, I just showed up and signed some books.
Logging off the internet, I opened Word and started a new document. A story had started banging around in my head a couple of weeks ago, and it seemed the characters were ready to tell me about it. I typed away at the keyboard for hours, coffee going cold and the real world melting away as the story swept me into its world.
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APOV
Friday couldn't come soon enough for me. The work week was one big blur, punctuated by ultra clear moments spent with Jasper. Lunch on Wednesday was a quick bite to eat followed by an intense lip lock session in my office. If Jake hadn't walked in… That boy has the worst timing ever! Jasper left whispering promises of fun involving my desk...soon, into my ear.
On Thursday evening, my doorman called up to my apartment with the news that Jasper was in the lobby wanting to come up. After informing the doorman to put him on the list, I ran to the bathroom to run a comb through my hair and brush my teeth quickly. He knocked on the door bearing the gifts of wine and take out from the Thai place a block away.
We talked over each other all through dinner, polishing off the wine while hashing blind date disasters. While laughing at a particularly bad one of Jasper's, he suddenly tackled me onto the couch, feverishly kissing me. If his phone hadn't interrupted us, I know he wouldn't have left my place that night. Cursing his luck, he kissed my forehead, and left promising to meet us at seven with Edward in tow.
Daydreaming in my office Friday afternoon, Jake buzzed back that Esme was on the phone for me. I glanced at the clock, wincing when I saw I still had over an hour before I was supposed to leave. I threw the headset on and plugged it into the phone so I could multitask.
"This is Alice," I practically sang to her. I knew it was Esme, but just in case I was wrong I put on my best phone voice.
"Hello Alice dear, how are you?" Her voice was still sweet and kind, but there was just a hint of steel behind it. I knew she had a demanding job, and without a doubt you had to be tough to make it in the publishing world.
"I'm great dear! I suppose you want to hear all about my star clients?" I joked with her. I knew I had a good deal to say, but there would be even more after tonight. "Well, they both have cleaned up quite well. I have much more to say, but I want to wait until after the weekend to tell you." I knew I was toying with her, but it was fun.
"Why after the weekend? Is there something going on?" She sounded so happy and eager that I almost caved and told her. But I knew it would be better to tell her all at once.
"Well, there may be something happening this weekend, you'll just have to wait and see. Let's have lunch on Tuesday and I'll spill all the juicy details!" I knew I sounded coy and was probably driving her nuts. I just needed to see how they interacted with each other tonight to see if this would work.
"I suppose you don't leave me a choice, do you?" She sighed heavily on the phone. I hated to hear her like that, but I also didn't want to give her false hope when I wasn't sure if the spark of interest would turn into a flame.
"How about I give you a little tidbit? When they saw each other as they were leaving the salon on Tuesday, there were definite signs of interest from both of them." I heard her happy gasp when I told her the news. "I'll have Jake call you with the details on lunch. But for now, Es, my phone is ringing. Have a great weekend okay?"
"Of course my dear. I will see you on Tuesday, and you better leave nothing out! Ciao." I heard the click of the line disconnecting as I wondered how much she wanted to know. Should I tell her about Jasper and I? Would she be upset about it? We never discussed it so I didn't know what her reaction would be. I had a feeling she'd be okay with it, though.
Would I stop seeing Jasper if she didn't approve? My mind ran through every encounter I had with him since I first heard his voice. I knew what the answer was.
No.
I quickly put my desk back in order. I decided to head out early. Screw sitting around here doing nothing. I wanted a nice soak before we all met up at the bar. I needed to clear my head and put my game face on. Tonight I would find out if Bella and Edward would work as a couple.
"Aren't you leaving a bit early darling?" Jake's voice was sly as he watched me shut down my office and grab my bag. I looked over to see him grinning at me, a bottle of water dangling from his fingers.
"There's no point in being the boss if I can't take advantage once in a while. We're clear for the weekend, but let the answering service know to text me if something comes up." I brushed by him, grinning just as widely as he was.
"Absolutely babe. Have a great weekend. Behave yourself!" I waved at him laughing at his warning to behave. I knew I wasn't planning on behaving at all this weekend.
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BPOV
I stepped into the bar, my eyes scanning the various tables and booths before they fixed on Rosalie's platinum blonde locks. I wove my way towards the table, squeezing past a couple of guys blocking the aisle. I could have sworn one guys hand grazed my ass, but I wasn't entirely sure, so I ignored it.
When I reached the table, I looked over the motley crew assembled. Edward was sitting on one end of the U-shaped booth, with Jasper next to him. Waving at me and smiling was Alice, curled up and leaning a bit into Jasper. That's sweet... Next to Alice was Rosalie, sipping on the straw of what looked like a mixed drink. Beside her was quite possibly the largest man I've ever seen in person. I mean, I'd seen those "World's Strongest Man" competitions on TV, but I'd never seen a man that big up close. This must be Emmett.
"Hey everyone! How's it goin'?" I stood a bit awkwardly at the head of the table, not sure where to sit. As I lifted my foot to scratch the back of my calf, the server accidentally bumped into me while trying to check on the table. Thrown off balance, I stumbled into the side of the table, nearly knocking the glasses over. Edward stood quickly and helped me regain my balance by holding my arms steady. I smiled my thanks as he sat back down, making room for me to sit next to him.
I waved off the server's apologies and ordered a glass of Smithwick's. Everyone said their hellos to me and I looked at the man directly across from me. He was huge, yes, but his face held a certain child-like impishness than assured me he was a sweetheart.
"Hi, I'm Bella. You must be tapeworm. It's nice to meet you!" I held my hand over the table toward him, laughing while he gaped at me. Alice and Rosalie burst into gales of laughter, holding onto each other while the guys looked at them like they'd lost their marbles.
"Tapeworm? Ummm, no. I'm Emmett though. You must be Bella. It's nice to meet you, too." He looked between me and the girls quizzically, wondering why we were laughing so hard. I glanced at the guys, noting all were shaking their shoulders as the laughter became infectious and caused them to laugh without knowing why.
Being the calmest one of the three of us, I quickly relayed the tapeworm story to the guys. All three started laughing all over again, bringing another round of giggles from us girls. The server finally came back with our drinks, and I took a healthy sip to quench my thirst.
"I can't believe you thought he had a tapeworm," Edward's breath danced across my face as he leaned into me, the smell of whiskey on his breath making me shiver a bit. I tensed for a second, my fingers flexing around my glass. His sharp gaze held me captive as I turned to answer the unspoken question.
"Well, what would you think if you'd never met him, knew nothing about him except his humongous appetite?" He sat next to me a bit stiffly, acting as if brushing against me wasn't an option. I decided to show him it was.
"I suppose I would think he was fat. A tapeworm would be the last thing on my mind." I was surprised at the frank way he spoke. I wondered briefly how many people he'd offended over the years. Exchanging glances with Jasper, his nod confirmed he heard what was said and acknowledged it happened often. I shrugged a bit, okay with the fact he was rough around the edges. It made him a bit more interesting in my book. At least I knew he wouldn't pull any punches.
"Yeah you expect me to believe that," I nudged him with my shoulder and snickered at the surprised look on his face. "You're forgetting I heard about him through Rose. I know enough about her to be assured that the man who captured her heart wouldn't be a fatty."
He looked at me with wide eyes, blinked a couple of times, then threw back his head and roared with laughter. Not only did the rest of our table look over at us, but other tables looked over in interest too. If he wasn't so delectable with his neck exposed, I would have been embarrassed. Instead I was unabashedly staring at his neck, almost licking my lips at the temptation it posed. I didn't notice when his laughter wound down or when it stopped altogether. Suddenly my eyes were held captive by his.
The pupils of his eyes were dilated, and the green had deepened. I could feel tension building in my stomach. His gaze never left mine, but I could see his chest had started rising and falling rapidly. His hands gripped his glass, and without warning he tore his gaze from mine, throwing back his whiskey and signaling for another. My hands lifted my drink without my realizing it, and I drank deeply, trying to ignore the feeling of loss that started when he broke our connection.
"So I'm telling Rosie here, we need to get one of these Snuggie things." Emmett's voice broke through my musings, and I tuned into what I hoped to be a bizarre conversation. Anything involving a Snuggie was just weird to me.
"I told you I won't use a Snuggie to spice up our sex life. Christ Em, can't you just watch porn like a normal guy?" Rose snorted and rolled her eyes when her man's beaming hopeful smile turned into a sorrowful frown.
"What is this crazy talk of Snuggies and sex all about anyway?" I couldn't help but ask, knowing I'd sealed my doom by showing I wasn't paying attention earlier.
Emmett proceeded to describe what he'd discovered while surfing the net. Apparently some smartass decided to post a website of sexual positions that utilize the Snuggie. We all laughed at the positions he described. My personal favorite was the one he called "The Horse Blanket". I couldn't control my laughter when he told us of how the description had the woman covering the man with the Snuggie and the explanation of how she could show off her "moves" without having to look him in the eye.
After that, the stories and laughter flowed freely between us all. We ordered more drinks and some appetizers. During the time we spent talking, I noticed Jasper and Alice inching closer and closer. By the time the appetizers were done, his arm had found its way around her lithe frame. I gave Edward a quick nudge and nodded in their direction. He took in the way they were sitting along with the blissful looks on their faces. Before either of us could turn away, we witnessed Jasper drop a sweet and tender kiss on her head. The way her eyes lit up as she looked at him made us both smile.
"Are you okay with your lawyer dating your life coach?" I asked quietly, wondering if it did bother him. Just because I saw how happy they were together, didn't mean that he did or that he would approve. Technically, they were both under his employ, and I was curious if he would be weird about colleagues dating.
"Why would I be? They seem to enjoy each other," he gave a little laugh. "Maybe if I play my cards right, they'll be so distracted with each other they'll forget about me."
"Why would you want to be forgotten? I thought you wanted her help." I was confused by what he said. If he didn't want to change, why was he going through with Alice's coaching? I looked him over covertly. His hair was still disheveled, but the cut made it sexy. His face was still clean, but I could see the shadow where he'd forgotten to shave before coming out tonight. His clothes were no longer wrinkly and ill fitting, replaced with a shoulder hugging sweater and fitted jeans.
"I didn't say I wanted to be forgotten or that I didn't want her help. I'm just…. confused." His brow wrinkled, as I could tell he was struggling to put his feelings into words. "I hate that people will judge my product by my actions. If I fail, I'll be letting down not only myself, but my company and employees. It's just a lot of pressure to learn these rules and be perfect at them in such a short time."
"No one said you had to be perfect at it. Lord knows I won't be." I patted his hand sympathetically, pleased when he didn't pull away. "You just have to do the best you can. I know what you mean by pressure. For so long, I was a faceless author, one who most of my readers thought was a reclusive old man." He shot me a grin at that statement, and I gladly gave him one back. "Now that everyone knows I'm a woman, my editor is throwing me in the spotlight because my books are popular and if I can hit the top of the bestseller's list with this one... Well, if I can swing it, the company will make a lot of money. I don't want to let anyone down."
I looked down when his hand covered mine, not realizing I'd twisted them together nervously during the telling of my story. It calmed me instantly, the knowledge that he understood and cared, along with the pleasant sensation that his hand caused. A silly, schoolgirl thrill began to course through me.
"It's nice to be understood." We smiled at each other, both of us excited at the mutual connection we'd found. For the rest of the night, we alternated between joining in the conversation at the table and splitting off into private conversations. I noticed Edward relax more and more as time went on. By the end of the night, he was smiling and cracking jokes with Emmett. I also noticed he deliberately brushed our arms together a couple of times, and even brushed against my leg. Every touch sent a low hum through my body, keeping me aware of his every move.
Eventually, it began to get late, and we all gathered our things and stood to leave. When Edward asked to exchange numbers before he left, I had a hard time stopping the squeal from leaving me. After programming numbers into our phones, he bid a quick goodbye to the others, and gave me a little hug. As he pulled back, I took a deep breath and brushed my lips against his cheek. He turned bright red and quickly walked away. I watched him sadly, thinking I'd gone too far. But as he opened the door, he turned and gave me one of his devastating smiles.
I smiled back; happy I made the right move.
Now, who will be the first to give in and call?
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APOV
I spent most of the night observing Bella and Edward interacting with the table and each other. I was pleased with what I saw. Bella started out charming and managed to keep it up throughout the night. I was glad to see her shell retreat more and more. I knew that with a little more work, she would shine for the cameras when the time came.
Edward was still a bit stiff at the beginning of the night. He tried to hide the glances he sent Bella all night, but Jasper and I caught more than he probably would have liked. As the night progressed, Bella seemed to thaw him during their private conversations. I smiled at every touch I saw them exchange, pleased that some of my coaching had seemed to rub off on them.
By the end of the night, he was joking and laughing with the rest of the table. When he got ready to leave, Jasper nudged me when he saw them exchange phones to put their numbers in. I was further encouraged when he leaned in and hugged her. I was floored however when she kissed his cheek. Jasper sighed when he watched Edward redden and hightail it to the door. Bella's face fell and I couldn't help but feel bad for her. We both brightened when he turned at the door and gifted her with a heart-stopping smile.
"Miss Ali, I just can't get over how good you smell." Jasper's smooth voice broke me from my musings. I shivered as his lips feathered a trail from the hollow below my ear to my collarbone. Once he reached his apparent destination, he took in my scent with a deep breath, licking a path along my shoulder before slowly exhaling over it, causing me to shiver. I tilted my head a bit and moaned low and long. He grabbed my hand, quickly threw some money on the table and bid our friends goodnight. I did the same, ignoring the knowing look in Rosalie's eyes, but acknowledging the fact that she wanted me to call her tomorrow with a quick nod. He kept his hand on my back as he ushered me out the door to a waiting cab.
Giving the driver my address, he settled his arm around me, pulling me close. We didn't speak, allowing the tension to build with small kisses and caresses. I knew we weren't going to sleep together tonight, but I did hope I'd be able to put my plan into action.
Tonight I intended to show him that I wanted this. I wanted to move forward.
We seemed to be spinning our wheels a little, never letting it get past a certain point. Tonight, we were moving forward. I burrowed my face in his neck, steadying my nerves by breathing him in. He dropped a lingering kiss on my forehead, smiling when he saw the cab pulling up to my building. He paid the driver quickly and escorted me from the backseat to the elevator.
He paused when the doors opened, looking as if he was going to leave. I grabbed his hand and tugged him inside before the doors closed.
"Don't you want some coffee before you go?" I looked up at him through my lashes and was happy to see him gulp nervously before regaining his composure. His hands cupped my face before slowly moving down my neck, along my shoulders before dropping to my hips and pulling me closer to him. He kissed me desperately; swallowing my moan like it was a feast. The elevator came to a stop with a ping, although neither of us seemed to notice. I did, however hear the sound of a throat clearing which broke me out of our bubble.
Eric was standing at the elevator entrance with his jaw open, jealousy jealousy evident in his eyes. I smiled sheepishly at him, introducing him to Jasper quickly before moving on to my apartment. As soon as the door closed, we attacked each other, nipping and sucking at our lips, hands starting to roam freely over the top half of our bodies. It clicked in my head that this was what we always did. Not tonight...
Determined to move forward, I unsnapped his shirt and moved my hands underneath the white tee reveling in the growl that escaped his mouth. I pulled the outer shirt off and before he could protest, his undershirt quickly followed. I licked a trail from one pec to the other, his muscles rippling beneath my tongue. I moaned as I closed my mouth over his nipple, the taste like nothing I'd experienced before.
He groaned over and over at the feel of my mouth and hands on him. Suddenly he grabbed my face, bringing it to his for a fierce and consuming kiss. Our tongues fought for control, and I allowed him to win for the moment. Lost in the sea of passion, I barely felt him remove my shirt. His hands on my bare skin made me shiver. When he flicked off my bra and palmed my bare breasts, I knew I was in heaven. I tipped my head back, tangling my finger in his hair to bring his mouth to my chest.
He licked my collarbone, stopping briefly to nip at my shoulder. I stamped my foot impatiently when he pulled back from me. He simply gave me a lazy smile that drenched my undies instantly, and then swiftly replaced his hand on my left breast with his mouth. I drew in a jagged breath while he licked and sucked at my nipple. Desire coursed through me, making my hands tug eagerly at his hair while a groan escaped me.
When it seemed I could take no more of his teasing, I took control of the situation. Pushing him off of me, I stood for a moment, trying to catch my breath. He stood panting, a look of sorrow and remorse etched on his face.
"Ali, I'm so sorry. I took it too far," he stuttered while taking hold of one of my hands. "I didn't mean to push you." At that statement, I grinned wickedly.
"I think a good pushing is in order." So I did just that. I shoved him up against my door, ignoring his yelp and I roughly pulled the belt out of his pants. "Now, be a good boy and I won't have to use this to restrain you." I dangled the belt from my hands, watching as his eyes grew impossibly darker with desire.
Tossing the belt down, I moved to attack his mouth, needing to taste his unique flavor again. I busied my hands by tracing his abs, steadily moving lower to his sweet spot. Gathering my courage, I moved my hand lower to the crotch of his pants. We both moaned at the contact. He was easily the biggest man I'd ever felt before, and my knees shook with the knowledge that he was hard for me.
I quietly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, never breaking our kiss. Once he felt them drop, he pulled his mouth from mine. Gazing down at me, he ran his hand through my hair and tried to regain some control.
"Please baby, you don't have to…" he trailed off as I lowered his boxer briefs down to meet his ankles. I gave him a coy smile as I grasped his cock in my hand. He hissed out a breath and I quickly moved to my knees.
I stroked him sweetly, familiarizing myself with his size and texture. I gazed up at him as I pulled on it a little harder and faster, twisting my wrist at the end. Once he closed his eyes and let his head fall back, I turned my eyes to the dessert laid out before me. It was beautiful, pale and bluish around the veins and purple at the head. He was massive, much bigger than I thought. I started to worry that he wouldn't fit. I didn't have any experience with a man as long and thick as him. I chuckled to myself when I thought that I'd just have to 'give it the old college try'.
"What's so funny to you?" His husky voice, deep and lazy with passion reminded me of the task at hand. Glancing up to find him still laying his head back, I leaned forward and without warning took as much of him into my mouth as I could. His hips jerked as he growled, "Ohhh fuck!"
I smiled around his dick and continued to pump it in and out of my mouth, going deeper with each pass. His hand reached out to grip my head, angling it a little bit to take more of him in. His hips undulated under my steady pressure and he guided my head with his hand. I chanced a look up at him, and locked my eyes with his dark and dangerous ones. His breath heaved roughly, his chest rising and falling hypnotically.
"Oh god Ali. Your mouth feels so good." I moaned around him, and reached up to cup his sac. He grunted and moved his hips faster. His thrusts became rougher, and his hand tightened on my head, moving it with more purpose.
"You mouth looks so good around my cock. So beautiful. That's right baby, take it all in. I'm getting close." He moaned and the sound went straight to my clit, now throbbing with desire. I took him in a little more, reveling in the fact that his breath hitched and his head grew bigger. I knew he would come soon.
"Oh... Oh god, I'm gonna..." he tried to move my mouth away, but I wanted all of him. My free hand moved to his ass, holding him in my mouth. He yanked on my hair, signaling his release.
I took a deep breath in my nose and buried his cock down my throat. I swallowed around the head and moaned at the taste of him in my mouth.
"Ah ah ah... FUCK ALI!" He stiffened his body as he came deep in my throat. I continued to milk him with my mouth and played a little more with his balls, drawing out the climax a little longer. He slowly relaxed and I released him with a little pop.
He pulled me up and hugged me, still trying to breathe normally. He cupped my face in his hand, and kissed me tenderly. Contentment snaked through me, and I sighed into his mouth. I'd been with men before, but this was different somehow. Even though we didn't make love, I knew it was, without a doubt, the most intimate I'd ever been with a man. I wondered why I wasn't scared. Normally I'd be making excuses and getting him out the door, but now I was debating inviting him to stay. A man had never stayed here before, but I wanted him to stay.
"Oh Ali," he hugged me again and held onto my waist while looking at me with hooded eyes. "I want to stay with you so bad. But I don't trust myself to behave. I don't want to rush us. I want there to be an us. Do you understand?"
"What makes you think there isn't an us?" I teased, "Do you think I do this with every guy I date?" I needed him to know he was special. It was my turn to cup his cheek with my hand. "Jasper, you're special to me. I care about you and I want there to be more. I'm not seeing anyone else, and I don't want you to see others too." I held my breath after laying out my feelings for him, anxious for his reaction to my declarations.
"There isn't anyone else I'm even remotely interested in. I want it to be me and you. I care about you so much." He pulled me close and squeezed me tight. "It scares me how much I care for you. But it feels right. It feels good doesn't it?" He sounded unsure of himself.
"It feels so good and so right. No one else Jazz." He pulled back and kissed me passionately, both of us pouring our feelings into the kiss. I moaned when he slid his tongue in to tease mine. He playfully bit my lower lip, soothing it after with a lick. Pulling back, he nuzzled my neck for another moment before gently detaching me from him and straightening out his clothes. After throwing my shirt back on, I watched him tug his pants up and pick up his shirt while looking for his belt. I swiped it up and playfully snapped it at him.
"Now Miss Ali, don't start something you aren't prepared to finish." His eyes darkened noticeably and he licked his lips sensually. "Perhaps when you and I put your desk to better use, I'll show you how good my belt can make you feel."
"Oh you are a tease Mr. Whitlock, aren't you?" My breathing picked up as images of him spanking me at my desk went through my head. He leaned forward, took his belt from my fingers and kissed me deeply once more.
"It's only teasing if you don't follow through, and I have every intention of doing just that. I have to go now before we go any further. Goodnight darlin'. Dream of me," he grinned as he opened the door.
"Night. Oh, and I will definitely dream of you." I smiled at him when his eyes darkened and roamed over me again. He gave me one more peck before slipping out the door. I shut it behind him, sighing as I locked up.
I walked to my room idly going over the evening in my head. While undressing, I squeed with joy. Jasper and I made progress tonight. We both said we were exclusive. I didn't even mind that he had left, agreeing with him that I didn't want to push this too fast... not yet, at least. If I had invited him to stay, and he had agreed there was no doubt in my mind what would have happened next. My heart was bursting with happiness. What we did tonight was like nothing else. It was enough for right now.
My girly parts tingled, breaking me from my ecstatic thoughts and reminding me that while he got off, I didn't...
I decided to put my detachable showerhead to good use before bed.
The stuff about the Snuggie website is correct. You can find it at www . snuggiesutra . com. Thanks to coldplaywhore for showing me the site. It's funny!! Okay, good or bad? Leave me love and let me know!! By the way, if you haven't read The Elemental by TallulahBelle, what's wrong with you? Go now!!
