Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Ob caresses his hands over Pandora's back. His lips find hers and tease their way along her throat. A hoot behind him reminds Ob that they are still on the dance floor.

He hears a "yeah man... you kissin her or markin her?"

Ob's head comes up and he flips off the voice. "She's mine boys, unless SHE chooses otherwise." There is a general laughter and the music starts again. Ob leads Pandora back to their booth and kisses her gently.

"I know you have business to attend to. I am going to check on Ike." He tilts her head up and nibbles along her cheek. He brushes lightly over the curve of her ear and is gone into the crowd.

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