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p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"She couldn't help it. In the back of her mind, Kagome remembered he was a handsome man but memory often failed to be 100 percent accurate. He was gorgeous, exactly as he was the night at the bar, only more so. Her mind went blank at just the sight of him, her courage dripping to the floor like the water from her clothing. He was…amazing. She could feel the power in him, despite the fact that there was some kind of seal on it and it called to her own purity like a secret whisper. She remembered those hands as they caressed her body, as their power mingled and burned, as he lit a fire inside her and watched her go up in flames. /p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Shuddering, she nearly jumped in surprise when he spoke and blushed when she realized that for the past several seconds she had been staring at him like an idiot. Blushing, she dropped gracelessly into the chair and shook her head to focus. Clearing her throat, she set her hands restlessly on the table, fumbling with her fingers in a habit she wasn't even aware of as she met his eyes. Those gold, cold eyes froze her and for a heartbeat of a second, she was tempted to stand and leave without saying a word of what she had come to say. Her heart kept pounding though and she forced herself to remain. " -"/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"He narrowed his eyes at her, considering. "What is your name?"/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"o.O.o/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Word Count: 249/p
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p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"She couldn't help it. In the back of her mind, Kagome remembered he was a handsome man but memory often failed to be 100 percent accurate. He was gorgeous, exactly as he was the night at the bar, only more so. Her mind went blank at just the sight of him, her courage dripping to the floor like the water from her clothing. He was…amazing. She could feel the power in him, despite the fact that there was some kind of seal on it and it called to her own purity like a secret whisper. She remembered those hands as they caressed her body, as their power mingled and burned, as he lit a fire inside her and watched her go up in flames. /p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Shuddering, she nearly jumped in surprise when he spoke and blushed when she realized that for the past several seconds she had been staring at him like an idiot. Blushing, she dropped gracelessly into the chair and shook her head to focus. Clearing her throat, she set her hands restlessly on the table, fumbling with her fingers in a habit she wasn't even aware of as she met his eyes. Those gold, cold eyes froze her and for a heartbeat of a second, she was tempted to stand and leave without saying a word of what she had come to say. Her heart kept pounding though and she forced herself to remain. " -"/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"He narrowed his eyes at her, considering. "What is your name?"/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"o.O.o/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Word Count: 249/p
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