Sometimes I wonder if most of us don't have 'that friend'.
[ The finger turns into a palm, her thumb brushing over his cheekbone. ]
So you're doctor. [ She muses on that, dark eyes tracing over his features. She's very aware of his hand on her back and she presses closer, legs tangling with his. ]
no subject
[ The finger turns into a palm, her thumb brushing over his cheekbone. ]
So you're doctor. [ She muses on that, dark eyes tracing over his features. She's very aware of his hand on her back and she presses closer, legs tangling with his. ]
That's very honorable.