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"And your point is?" she asks coyly.
"Dinner can wait, Bella. I'm pretty sure I can't."
"I did have a pretty late lunch." She pushes up from her chair and I watch with great anticipation as she moves toward me.
She steps to one side of my chair and swings one leg across my lap. Her hands on my shoulders, she warns, "If we wreck this chair, you're only gonna have five left. You sure you want to risk breaking up the set?"
"Fuck yes," I answer without hesitation.
She drops into my lap and I swallow her throaty laugh.
A/N: So you see? The charred steak just sped things up! What a smart Grillward! *winks* Until tomorrow then! XXX ~BOH