“Great. You’re naked and I’m the one who’s embarrassed.” She smirked and rubbed at the inner corners of her eyes. The desert was cooling. If it weren’t for the warm body sitting alongside hers, Rhiannon’s arms would be covered in goose bumps. As he sat up, she felt that colder air flowing into the void between them. She pulled her knees up to her chest. “I should go soon,” she said.
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ninetydegrees
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on 2013-09-13 11:39 pm (UTC)