That chuckle makes her think dark, unpleasant things, and she forces her mind away from that path. Anita licks her lips -- she can still taste Damian -- and nods a little.
"You want to touch me. And..." She takes a deep breath. "And I want to touch you."
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Date: 2009-09-07 04:28 am (UTC)"You want to touch me. And..." She takes a deep breath. "And I want to touch you."