Date: 2010-03-18 07:01 am (UTC)
She shot him a look, amused but wary, before she threaded her fingers together and dropped them behind her head, stretching a little.

"You got no skill for comin' up wit' pet names, Remy," she said, twisting onto her side so she could push herself up to sitting. As easy and graceful as the action was, it was also extremely well controlled and very self-aware. She leaned into him a little so their faces were close, lips twisting into a conspiratorial smile.

"But I knew dat."
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