"You are so sweet." She grinned, tugging on the hem of his shirt.
She froze, rewinding their conversation. Shit. "Wait, you know about slayers? I guess you would, because...but what do you know about them?"
Holly still held his shirt. "Julianna won't tell me anything. I think she's afraid to. Like it's the mob and she'll get whacked by a scone-eating Don Corleone."
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on 2013-09-02 06:17 am (UTC)She froze, rewinding their conversation. Shit. "Wait, you know about slayers? I guess you would, because...but what do you know about them?"
Holly still held his shirt. "Julianna won't tell me anything. I think she's afraid to. Like it's the mob and she'll get whacked by a scone-eating Don Corleone."