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[anita_blake]

Anita gets into the Jeep, eyes on Animator's, Inc., and she lets out a long breath. The conversations with Damian and Demeter have been swirling around in her head for a couple of days now, and she knows they're both right. She pulls her cellphone out of her jacket and dials Richard's number. It's well past six in the evening, and she crosses her fingers that Richard didn't have a date tonight as the phone rings.

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[anita_blake]

There's soft laughter.

If Richard only knew that such a statement has, on more than one occasion, been uttered by Micah...

"Go to sleep," she teases, tucked safely against him. "If you're lucky and a good boy, we can go again before I leave."

[puppyeyedulfric.livejournal.com]

There's curiosity through the marks at that, but the kind that says that he's not sure he wants to know and to not answer it.

Fingers trail along her side as he takes a deep breath, breathing in the scent of her and them and letting it relax and lull him closer to sleep. "I like that idea," he murmurs softly. The go again, not the good boy comment.

[anita_blake]

"I thought you might," she almost purrs against him. She likes their mingled scent, likes the heat and solid feel of him beside her. Anita won't let this go easily. She'd missed it too much before to let it slip away again.

She closes her eyes and listens to his heart beat, listens to his breathing, and lets it coax her to sleep.